Ces Petits Riens

Better not to think of anything
Than not to think at all
Nothing is already
Nothing is already a lot
We remember nothing
And since we forget everything
Nothing is much better
Nothing is much better than everything

Better not to think of anything
Than to think of you
It's worth nothing to me
It's worth nothing at all
As if nothing
I think of all
These little nothings
That came from you

If it was next to nothing
Next to nothing between us
Obviously
It's not much
It's these little nothings
That I put together
These little nothings
That came from you

Better to cry over nothing
Than to laugh at everything
Crying over nothing
Is already a lot
But you have nothing
In your heart and I confess
I envy you
I resent you a lot

It's these little nothings
That came from you
Do you want them?
There you go! What do you want?
I don't want anything
In the world more from you
To be yours
You have to be half crazy.