In "Wish You the Best," Amira Elfeky turns a lover's cruelty into a wound that won't close. The relationship promised devotion, then pulled the rug, leaving affection weaponized as drip-fed drops that kept her dying for more. The poison felt delicate, even beautiful, which makes the betrayal cut deeper. She admits the damage didn't kill her but changed her permanently, and honesty replaces polite closure. The repeated wish for death, not wellness, is the rawest possible refusal to forgive.
Wish you the best Lyrics by Amira Elfeky
I thought that I had thick skin
I took your words like medicine
Broke me from the outside in
Your poison was so delicate
Promised you were mine, then you pulled the rug
How could somebody so beautiful?
Kiss me like I’m yours again
Fuck me up and laugh about it
Happy now that I’m a mess
Hope that you got what you wanted
Didn’t kill me, but I’ll never be the same
So I’ll be honest
I don’t wish you the best
I wish you were dead
You always give me just enough (Just enough)
Drip-feeding me drops of love
You love the way I die for you
You use it like a weapon, you use it like a weapon
Promised you were mine, then you pulled the rug
How could somebody so beautiful?
Kiss me like I’m yours again
Fuck me up and laugh about it
Happy now that I’m a mess
Hope that you got what you wanted
Didn’t kill me, but I’ll never be the same
So I’ll be honest
I don’t wish you the best
I wish you were dead
I still taste it
Can’t see straight
Intoxicating
You’re still under my skin
I can’t shake the way you
Kiss me like I’m yours again
Fuck me up and laugh about it
Happy now that I’m a mess
Hope that you got what you wanted
Didn’t kill me, but I’ll never be the same
So I’ll be honest
I don’t wish you the best
I wish you were dead
I wish you were dead
Oh, I wish you were dead
Oh, I wish you were dead
