Album: other songs

Stray

Just like a stray cat with nowhere to go
I claim my territory at your front door
Those aren’t my footprints under your window
Those aren’t my photographs of you
You can’t prove anything
Go call the cops and tell them that
I wouldn’t stop following you around
I might be lost and crazy but I’m
Telling you that it wasn’t me in your house
Just like a car crash I’m in your nightmares
I need your contact you can’t hide anywhere
A broken heartache heavy chains I wear
relentless conscience I drag these everywhere
move away and you don’t tell me it’s not surprising
that I keep lying nothing can stop me
everything just short of dying it’s not surprising
that I keep lying nothing can stop me