'Tis better to think of nothing
Rather than not thinking at all
Nothing is already
Nothing is already enough
We don't remember anything
And since we forget everything
Nothing is a lot better
Nothing is better than everything
'Tis better to think of nothing
Than thinking about you
It doesn't help
It doesn't help me at all
As if nothing
Wasn't wrong, I think of all
Those little nothings
Which I got from you
If it was three times nothing
Three times nothing between us
Obviously
That's not a whole lot
These are those little nothings
Which I've stringed bit by bit
These little nothings
Which I got from you
'Tis better to cry about nothing
Rather than to laugh at everything
Crying over nothing
Now that's already enough
But you, you have nothing
In your heart and I admit
I envy you
I hate you a lot
These are those little nothings
Which I got from you
Do you want them?
Here! What do you want?
As for me, I wouldn't want for anything
Anything from you any longer
For me to be with you
I would have to be a fool