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