Girl thought you were dead
For a while
Until your lips curled
Up to a smile
And she screamed sunday stories were untrue
Or the meek ones they're not you
Cause you won't inherit this
You're a fool

No you ain't got the best of me
It was all just a fantasy
Because I am the winner
You're still nobody

Glass in pieces over the tile
Smoke and mirror face in the pile
And she screamed it was always about you
And the bad things that you do
They cannot compare to this
What a tool

No, you ain't got the best of me
It was all just a fantasy
Because I am the winner
You're still nobody

Speaking secret story to me
Spit and fingers your fantasy
Girl thought you were wild for a while
Until your lips curled up to a smile

And it seems from the stories you told me
There is one thing we'll agree
Is that you will never be extraordinary

No, you ain't got the best of me
It was all just a fantasy
Because I am the winner
You're still nobody

No, you ain't got the best of me
It was all just a fantasy
Because I am the winner
You're still nobody
You're still nobody
You're still nobody