STRANGER

I like you when you lose yourself in thinking,
When it takes an F for your thinking to begin,
When your teeth meet your lower lip,
Mouth barely open, I’m barely withholding my interest
And I’m thinking about you now
And I, I just don’t know how, how, how to make a thing alright

You were the white wine that made me tipsy and twined
You were my badass thing; you were my one and only life
Your papers are not signed, babe, why don’t you walk on him tonight for life
Cause he’d be selling homes, babe, you’d be a very lonely wife

Stranger, stranger, walk me back home
But there’s a danger he might be back, back home
You know he’s on the road, I see, but you’re coming back for
Stranger, stranger, walk me back home
But there’s a danger he might be back, back home
You know he’s on the road, I see, but you’re coming back for

I know that you have your husband, a kid, and a home, and I know
That if I was your pain, you would be just as hard to let go
Give me a sign baby, touch your knee with mine
I know you’re kinda married baby, he’s been that kind of friend of mine

Stranger, stranger, walk me back home
But there’s a danger he might be back, back home
You know he’s on the road, I see, but you’re coming back for
Stranger, stranger, walk me back home
But there’s a danger he might be back, back home
You know he’s on the road, I see, but you’re coming back for