Stranger

There′s a stranger in my living room
Playin' with his baseball cap
Buckling and unbuckling the strapBegging 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 cliche
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
Looking for me
I don't wanna be
I can′t be