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