Better Than

I could spend ages reading the news

I could spend days singing the blues

But I turn up the tv light

Give up without a fight

Better than pretending to know whats wrong

And whats right

I could spend ages asking myself why

Theres a million ways that I can say goodbye

But I turn down the lights

Come on baby come inside

Better then being some fools bride

Better than pretending to know whats wrong

And whats right

Turn down the lights

Come on baby, come inside

Better than pretending to know whats wrong

And whats right

Better then being some fools bride

Well its better then pretending to know what better

And whats right

Oh whats wrong, and whats right