I might not make it home
So don't set a plate for me
Our department's been getting slim
Since the comebacks in marketing
Put your pictures on my desk
I'm wearing the sweater you made
So give the girls a kiss for me
Tell them daddy's working late
The worst thing that she ever said to me
Was the first thing that she ever said to me
I was all alone at happy hour
She thought I could use some company
It's strange we're strangers
I might not make it home
I guess I've used than line before
My excuses are wearing thin
And you patience is getting worse
You're always fast asleep
When I sneak into be at night
Or at least that's how it seems
It seems, we'll do anything to hide the lie
The worst thing you could ever say to me
Could be the last thing that you'll ever say to me
I can see you boxing up the kitchen
With the girls beside you wrapping dishes
Don't be a stranger
You don't have to say a word
You don't have to make excuses
You don't have to change for me
We'll continue on as strangers
You don't have to say a word
(The worst thing that she ever said to me)
You don't have to make excuses
(Was the first thing that she ever said to me)
You don't have to change for me
(I was all alone at happy hour)
We'll continue on as strangers
(She thought I could use some company)
Stranger than strangers...