Best I ever had

Running late for my next shift, Broadway marquee overhead,

Taking orders, running lines, wanting my name up there instead,

Then I crashed into a suit who walked like the street was his to own,

Way above my paygrade, never looked up from his phone.

Catering his party now, he's the toast and I'm the tray,

I wait on him, I wait my turn, I wait for him to say...

(My name)

Have I found the one?

(The one) on a reel of bad decisions,

(The one) I'd rewind just to feel the collision,

(The one) worth all these happy tears, believe me,

Have I found the one... or the one who found me?

(Da-da-da-da-dum, a-ha, da-da-dum)

So I'll scream it till you hear my voice,

Drown out the naysayers, all that noise,

They call your words a spell, they call you a magician,

Say it's smoke and mirrors, well, I like my reflection,

And if happiness is just an illusion...

Then you're the best I ever had.

Ooooh, best I ever had (best I ever had)

Ooooh, even if it's bad, you're the best I ever had

She was drowning when I met her, everybody's welcome mat,

Every heel that wiped across her, she'd apologise for that.

Funny thing about the drowning, they'll cling to any rope,

So I warned her I'm a hurricane, and said it like a joke.

Told her what I was up front, the way the honest ones would do,

'Cause I mean every word I say... while I'm saying it to you.

Have I found the one?

(The one) rehearsed in every "baby,"

(The one) turns a "maybe" into "save me,"

(The one)-man show, paid for the front row,

Have I found the one... or the one who runs the show?

(Da-da-da-da-dum, a-ha, da-da-dum)

So I'll scream it till you hear my voice,

Drown out the naysayers, all that noise,

They call your words a spell, they call you a magician,

Say it's smoke and mirrors, well, I like my reflection,

And if happiness is just an illusion...

Then you're the best I ever had.

Ooooh, best I ever had (best I ever had)

Ooooh, even if it's bad, you're the best I ever had

Maybe he spins smoother than a record, and I hum over the skip,

Maybe every promise tastes like honey on his lip,

His voice is silk, I don't fight it,

I'm in love with my delusion,

'Cause the real world's just a scarier illusion...

So I'll dress myself in silk and I'll hold on tight (hold on tight)

I know where the trapdoor is, and I dance on it every night,

He's still the best I ever haaaad

So I'll scream it till you hear my voice,

Drown out the naysayers, all that noise

Say it's smoke and mirrors, well, I like my reflection,

And if happiness is just an illusion...

Then you're the best I ever had.