My old man, he gave me a piece of good advice
He said "Ben, never go through the bags of the women in your life"
I think he was speaking literally, but the metaphor stands
There's plenty of things I've learned that I don't want to understand
And I say I think I'm happier off that way
It's hard to ignore some of the things that you've told
It's hard to be the friend you need without just sounding old
And I care enough to hate that you're ok with this mistake
Not stupid enough to think that it's not yours to make
But it's easy for me to say you could be happier off that way
Uneasy as I am with how that worked out true
I'm still fighting with myself over what I think I'm supposed to do
This hand that's leading my heart, it leaves me tense and confused
Leaves me in a ringside seat for what you're putting yourself through
And 'for writing a song' is no reason at all
You've got to trust me, you'll have plenty more chances to learn how to fall
And I say you might be happier off one day