I used to cry the blues, I could only draw or lose I stored up my hate and I used it As bait for the people I abused Teachers who couldn't teach, And preachers who couldn't preach Who wasted our time on, Wasting their breath on people That they'd never reach Wish I could say I was better, Wish I could say I was better I wish that it was true, and it was 'cos of you I wish I could say I was better, Wish I could say I was better I wish that it was true, and it was 'cos of you I used to know the score, But still say it was more Then every act or recorded fact, That ever went before Believe me when I say, I thought I knew the way To whiten the black and blacken the white And change the night to day Wish I could say I was better, Wish I could say I was better I wish that it was true, and it was 'cos of you I wish I could say I was better, Wish I could say I was better I wish that it was true, and it was 'cos of you Yes you, Yeah you Oh, oh, oh I wish I could say I was better, Wish I could say I was better I wish that it was true, and it was 'cos of you I wish I could say I was better Wish I could say I was better I wish that it was true And it was 'cos of you, and it was 'cos of you And it was 'cos, and it was 'cos, and it was 'cos of you