Stranger

There's a stranger in my living room

Playing with his baseball cap

Buckling and unbuckling the strap

Begging me to say I love him back

There's a knocking on my ribcage

Guess I shouldn't talk to anybody else

Thought forgiveness was a virtue, but maybe it's a sin

I loved you in the snow, rain, and wind

But baby I can't be what you're looking for anymore

Looking for me

I don't wanna be

I don't wanna be

Your reasons for making me stay are all cliché

I've nothing left to give you and I don't know that I want to

Push me to my breaking point until I understand

That I could never be everything that you demand

Clearly, I can't be what you're looking for anymore

Looking for me

I don't wanna be

I don't wanna be

I can't be what you're looking for anymore

I'm looking for me

I don't wanna be

I can't be