Best of luck

Best of luck Lyrics

Music by Chris Thile & Sean Watkins
Lyrics by Chris Thile, Sara Watkins, & Sean Watkins

Don't touch, don't look, don't think, best of luck

She tried as hard as she could
But she knew it wasn't good enough and wouldn't ever be
So she had to start hiding how she felt
But she loved him, he knew it
And if his hands weren't tied
He would've really liked to help her

He's still shaking it off, buys flowers for his wife
Guilty he could ever think of life without her
Gets home looking like he's seen a ghost
She's ready for the worst
But when he tells her
She breaks down crying, I'm so sorry

We didn't want our love to end in high school
At college I called everyday until the day I met you
A year ago he got in touch, I asked him to forgive me
It should've ended there but I forgot I wasn't eighteen

She'll try as hard as she can
But he'll know it isn't good enough and won't ever be
So she'll have to start hiding how she feels
Though she loves him and he knows it
Still his hands are tied even if he wants to help herNickel Creek Lyrics Index