Better Off

I’m better off now that my back is turned and I can’t see a thing,
So go ahead and do what’s necessary, I’ll be waiting in the wings,
And I assume if you should ever be compelled to smell the flowers
That I have planted all myself – it took me hours,
You’re better off with your head down staring at the ground
Feeling sorry for your self.
So do what you want.
And you should know I would never call you out, or be a stranger.
So tell me, what is this about? I’m sensing anger.
What are you so scared of?
Open up your heart, ‘cuz we’re only trying to help.
You’re better off with your head up higher.
Better stop feeling sorry for yourself.
So do what you want.
You’re safe again if you wander back.