Better Things (From “American Song Contest”)

Took me two years to figure out I don't belong here Could've been simple but I Couldn't take a step out that door Couldn't tell you that I wanted more Yeah, you Did a real good job of making me feel like the enemy So I had to be Why are you calling me from random numbers that I don't even know 'Cause boy, I ain't even been missing you I'm happier alone Why are you wanting me to be heard and then to be just like you I'm just tryna spread my wings I've been on to better things Don't you worry about me I've been on to better things I don't like how you always left me feeling stressed out Making everything about you I'll give in 'til I would let you win Always looked that I was innocent Yeah, you Did a real good job of making me feel like the enemy So I had to be Why are you calling me from random numbers that I don't even know 'Cause boy, I ain't even been missing you I'm happier alone Why are you wanting me to be heard and then to be just like you I'm just tryna spread my wings I've been on to better things On to better things (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) On to better things (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Yeah, you Did a real good job of making me feel like the enemy So I had to leave Why are you calling me from random numbers that I don't even know 'Cause boy, I ain't even been missing you I'm happier alone Why are you wanting me to be heard and then to be just like you I'm just tryna spread my wings I've been on to better things Don't you worry about me I've been on to better things