I'm thinking over it.
  I think too much.
  It hinders my spirit
  when there's never enough.
  Shell-game sleight of hand
  to wish for something more.
  Honest husbands, cheating wives,
  generous buyers, greedy stores.
    [Chorus:]
  "I'll get through it, I'll get through it."
  I'll say it ten times over :
  "I'll get through it, I'll get through it...
  I'm better than this. [x3]
    That's what anchors me
  (I mean it weighs me down).
  I Can't give thanks to fear,
  can't say no to crowds.
  Guess I'll just play dumb,
  shouldn't be too hard.
  Peaceful people, violent guns,
  sober drivers, drunken cars.
    [Chorus]
    I'm better than...[x2]
    I'm better than nothing.
    I'm better than nothing and nothing is better than this...