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