Better Than

I could spend ages reading the news I could spend days, singing the blues But I turn up the t.v. 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 then 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