There′s A Stranger In My Living Room
Playin' With His Baseball Cap
Buckling And Unbuckling The StrapBegging 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 Cliche
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
Looking For Me
I Don't Wanna Be
I Can′t Be