I don't understand
u look just like da man
in da picture by our bed
da suspense is pounding and clouding up my head
im checking ur clothes
and u wear da same size shoes
u sleep in his spot and ur driving his car
but i don't know just who u are
chorus
there's a stranger in my house
it took a while to figure out
theres no way u could be who u say u are
u've gotta be someone else
cuz he wouldn't touch me like dat
and he wouldn't treat me like u do
he would adore me
and he wouldn't ignore me
so im convinced theres a stranger in my house
i show who u are
don't see ur shadow around when u walk
ur leavin no kisses
goodbye with no words
if these walls could talk
they would have nothing to tell
so what could it be?
is there someone imitating me?
could she be taking my place?
look me in da face
and tell me dat im wrong when i say:
theres a stranger in my house
it took a while to figure out
theres no way u could be who u say u are
you've gotta be someone else
cuz he wouldnt touch me like dat
and he wouldnt treat me like u do
he would adore me
he wouldn't ignore me
so I'm convinced there's a stranger in my house
pop quiz
tell me where we first kissed
tell me where my spot is
tell me if i liked it
or could it be
that the stranger is me
have i changed so drastically?
is it i want more
and u remained da same
chorus (until da end)
