you got the best of me, i always thought you'd come
back from the mountains for the money, but i'm too cocky
you took the drugs and rolled out with a new flame
and i woke up in a daze with the shakes
you got the best of me and i'm feeling lost as all hell
and your elegance got me loving you more
the view of your tattoo pistol underneath your belly button
riding on top of me still burns me, you're gone
and i'm feeling uglier than before, you took advantage of the fantasy
saying you didn't want to waste my time
and disappeared, leaving me feeling wasted
foolish for believing you were the one and you loved me for who i am
now it's all gone and i guess i got too cocky thinking that
