Too Good For Me - Shakra

She knows me better than I know myself

She knows my each and every dream

I fix the car, she darns my socks for me

A perfect match — or so it seems

There was a time when I was young and wild at heart

Nothing could stop me then — until she came my way

Too good for me

Too nice to handle

Now don’t you see

Too much to handle

Too good for me

She brings me beer and puts the TV on

Of course she knows my favorite show

She fakes desire and says it’s always fun

It might be true — I wouldn’t know

There was a time when I was reckless and on fire

Nothing could scare me then — until she came my way

Too good for me

Too nice to handle

Now don’t you see

Too much to handle