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 bе what you're looking for anymore
Looking for me
I don't wanna bе
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