Strangers I Used to Love
I'm making small talk with strangers who I used to love
About Canadian winters and how much it hurt
To get those tattoos on my fingers and what it means
Do they see a stranger when they look at me?
We took my mum's car
And I thought you'd ask me
Where we were going
But you slept in the back seat
I rolled down the windows
Drove 'cross the country
There's some places I want you to see
The house in the hills
Where I spent my summers
It's hotter than hell
And it keeps getting hotter
There's a town in the valley
With cobblestone streets
I'll skip rocks in the river
While you lie next to me
We bump into someone who reminds me of something
That I can't explain because now it means nothing
I'm making small talk with strangers who I used to love
About Canadian winters and how much it hurt
To get those tattoos on my fingers and what it means
Do they see a stranger when they look at me?
Life has been good
Nothing too crazy
My sister got married
She's having a baby
It's so good to see you
How've you been lately?
My mum's doing well
And my dad fucking hates me
We talk about someone it reminds me of nothing
I try to remember am I supposed to feel something?
There's a voice in the air and I've heard it before
I spilled my guts and now
The anger's not the same anymore
Oh
I'm making small talk with strangers who I used to love
About Canadian winters and how much it hurt
To get those tattoos on my fingers and what it means
Do they see a stranger when they look at me?
I'm counting all my blessings and cutting my losses
I'm letting go of anger and the time that it cost me
Fell in love with my regrets, I'm sick of the shame
I'm living, breathing, screaming, I've got blood in my veins
Do you need me here?
Should I come home?
Do you need me here?
Should I come home?
Do you need me here?
(I'm making small talk with strangers who I used to love)
Should I come home?
(About Canadian winters and how much it hurt)
Do you need me here?
(To get those tattoos on my fingers and what it means)
Should I come home?
(Do they see a stranger when they look at me?)
About Canadian winters and how much it hurt
To get those tattoos on my fingers and what it means
Do they see a stranger when they look at me?
We took my mum's car
And I thought you'd ask me
Where we were going
But you slept in the back seat
I rolled down the windows
Drove 'cross the country
There's some places I want you to see
The house in the hills
Where I spent my summers
It's hotter than hell
And it keeps getting hotter
There's a town in the valley
With cobblestone streets
I'll skip rocks in the river
While you lie next to me
We bump into someone who reminds me of something
That I can't explain because now it means nothing
I'm making small talk with strangers who I used to love
About Canadian winters and how much it hurt
To get those tattoos on my fingers and what it means
Do they see a stranger when they look at me?
Life has been good
Nothing too crazy
My sister got married
She's having a baby
It's so good to see you
How've you been lately?
My mum's doing well
And my dad fucking hates me
We talk about someone it reminds me of nothing
I try to remember am I supposed to feel something?
There's a voice in the air and I've heard it before
I spilled my guts and now
The anger's not the same anymore
Oh
I'm making small talk with strangers who I used to love
About Canadian winters and how much it hurt
To get those tattoos on my fingers and what it means
Do they see a stranger when they look at me?
I'm counting all my blessings and cutting my losses
I'm letting go of anger and the time that it cost me
Fell in love with my regrets, I'm sick of the shame
I'm living, breathing, screaming, I've got blood in my veins
Do you need me here?
Should I come home?
Do you need me here?
Should I come home?
Do you need me here?
(I'm making small talk with strangers who I used to love)
Should I come home?
(About Canadian winters and how much it hurt)
Do you need me here?
(To get those tattoos on my fingers and what it means)
Should I come home?
(Do they see a stranger when they look at me?)
Credits
Writer(s): Brett Emmons, George Henry Lawrence, Jonas Lewis-anthony, Liam Neale, Max Tinline, Nicholas Lennox, Steve Foley, Tonu Karl Tombak
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