She Got The Best Of Me

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Thought I found an angel, but I met a hand of greed,
Every word she whispered was another planted seed.
I watered her with kindness, blind to what would be,
She took my heart and money — yeah, she got the best of me.

Her eyes said she was hurting, and I believed the lie,
Thought I’d be her rescue, but I was just that guy.
She took what love could offer, left me on my knees,
And when the dust was settled, she got the best of me.

(Chorus)
Boys, don’t be fooled by a soft-spoken plea,
Some hearts take love like a thief set free.
She’ll sweet-talk your hope, spin gold from your pain,
Then leave you out driving in the cold, hard rain.
Thought I was her savior, but now I see—
She got the best of me.

I should’ve seen the signals shining clear and bright,
But love can paint the darkness in a trusting light.
Her intentions all along were to just use me for free.
I gave her all I had to give — she got the best of me.

Now I’m left with lessons carved deep in my heart,
Wondering how I missed the warning from the very start.
I gave her all my money in what was just a scheme,
I never saw it coming— she got the best of me.

(Chorus)
Boys, don’t be fooled by a soft-spoken plea,
Some hearts take love like a thief set free.
She’ll sweet-talk your hope, spin gold from your pain,
Then leave you out driving in the cold, hard rain.
Thought I was her savior, but now I see—
She got the best of me.


I whispered my confession to the wind that set her free,
She got what she was chasing, left nothing here for me.
Thought love would make me stronger, but it brought me to my knees,
Now every breath reminds me — she got the best of me.

(Chorus)
Boys, don’t be fooled by a soft-spoken plea,
Some hearts take love like a thief set free.
She’ll sweet-talk your hope, spin gold from your pain,
Then leave you out driving in the cold, hard rain.
Thought I was her savior, but now I see—
She got the best of me.
Boys, don’t be fooled by a soft-spoken plea,
Some hearts take love like a thief set free.
She’ll sweet-talk your hope, spin gold from your pain,
Then leave you out driving in the cold, hard rain.
Thought I was her savior, but now I see—
She got the best of me!
She got the best of me!