Stranger - Avonlea

I can get real fucked up\nBy myself in my own hell\nWatch as I chuck and chug\nImpurities, insecurities\nI wake up in a room filled with smoke\nSmells like you\nYeah, you took my storybooks\nIn your stride\nIt wasn’t always this plain\nTo see my baggage\nYour love was savage\nSo I open a new way\nInto his bedroom\nI guess he’s not you\nI wake up in a room\nWith someone I don’t love\nMorning burns\nIn the light of day\nTruth can hide\nStranger, take me home\nIt’s strange being on my own\nOh no\nStrange, hold me close\nStranger, I feel so alone\nCalled you up yesterday\nIntoxicated, old memories fading\nOh, you’re in Hawaii\nI was supposed to be there with you\nI wake up in a state\nYou’re not in\nWhat the fuck?\nI’ll call him\nWhile my lonely heart\nCan not cry no, no\nStranger, take me home\nIt’s strange being on my own, own\nStranger, hold me close\nStranger, I feel so alone, oh