Strange Things

What I used to see when I was alone

Were lovers coming and going within my sight

And I did mind

Then I got tired of being alone

So I placed my fears aside, then went home with her

On a Friday night

But I can't decide if it's wrong or right (Wrong or right)

'Cause I'm not used to staying the night (Staying the night)

So I'm sorry, I'm sorry

Now that I have learned from our mistake

I have to  be a stranger to you, but that's all right

This is goodbye