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 There's a stranger in the, ah 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 There's a story never, ah 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 There's a body bag I, ah 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 me that you hold tight Ain't the me, myself and I But you won't understand No you won't understand, no There's a stranger in the There's a stranger in the, ah A stranger in the next room