It hurts worse when I'm back in town|Seems like everybody asks about|How we are, where you been||Like today in the checkout line|Tried to act like I was fine|When Jessie Johnson mentioned your name||She must've seen it on my face|And tried to make me feel better|But better's hard to find, 'cause||You were like|Tasting fine wine when I turned my glass up|You were like|Hearing that song that I couldn't get enough of|Like a front row seat on the 50|Yard line of my life|So don't tell me it'll get|Easier with time|You were my absolute as good as it gets|You can't get better when you've had the best||I pull away and I drive around|'Cause now the only thing I'm thinking bout|Is how you left, the words you said||Cussing my memory for being so good|I lied and said I understood|Did my best to hide the pain||She must've seen it on my face|And tried to make me feel better|But better's hard to find, 'cause||CHORUS||Should've told you everything|I had running through my mind, like||CHORUS|*You can't get better|No it don't get better when you've had the best