Stranger In The Next Room

There’s a stranger in the next room

And I think he’s gonna kill you

But if I don’t open the door soon

I'm afraid you’re gonna leave too

‘Cause like in every other chest room

I ain’t never gonna let you bloom

When there’s a stranger in the next room

There’s a story, never been told

A bad and cold old proper plot-hole

And now you tell me to be more bold

And wipe the dust off of my dust bowl

‘Cause if I don’t open my whole soul

You will leave me, I know

‘Cause there’s a story never been told

Take the me that you know now

Take the me that you know now

‘Cause I know who I am

And you won’t understand

That the one that you hold tight

Ain’t the me, myself and I

But you won’t understand

No, you won’t understand

That there’s a body bag I buried

With all the stuff I couldn’t carry

And now you say I treat you badly

Just because I haven’t been så jävla ärlig

And I think you know that sadly

I ain’t diggin’ up the old me

Where there’s a body bag I buried

Take the me that you know now

Take the me that you know now

‘Cause I know who I am

And you won’t understand

That the one that you hold tight

Ain’t the me, myself and I

When there’s a stranger in the next room

Take the me that you know now

Take the me that you know now

‘Cause I know who I am

And you won’t understand

That the one that you hold tight

Ain’t the me, myself and I

But you won’t understand

You won’t understand, no

There’s a stranger in the next room