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 what's wrong and what's right

I could spend ages asking myself why
There's a million ways that I could say goodbye

But I turn down the lights
Come on, baby, come inside

Better than being
Some fool's bride
Better than pretending
To know what's wrong and what's right

Turn down the lights
Come on, baby, come inside

Better than pretending
To know what's wrong and what's right

Better than being
Some fool's bride
Well, it's better than pretending
To know what's wrong and what's right

Oh, what's wrong, and what's right
Doo-doo, oh



Credits
Writer(s): Bridget Kearney, Rachael Price, Mike Olson, Michael Calabrese
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