(Springfield)
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We don't talk much
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We don't make live like we used to
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And I stay guarded
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I've got walls and triggers
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I never thought I had
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And so do you
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But this is love
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And that's the way we seem content to play it
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I touch your clothes when you're e gone
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I let your scent wash over me
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You cry at night and you wish just like a child
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That we were how we used to be
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There's' a stranger in the house
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In the house
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There's a stranger in the house
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In the house
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There's 's a stranger in the house
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In the house
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And she looks like somebody from a lifetime ago
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I stonewall you, you stonewall me
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But we both know that
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Hiding deep inside us
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Lives the love that we try hard to lose
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And never will
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But this is war
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And that's the way we seem content to fight it
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I get so angry and confused 'cause
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I want out but I want you
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You can't decide between moving out
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Or moving in
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You don't know what to do
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With a stranger in the house
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In the house
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There's a stranger in the house
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In the house
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There's a stranger in the house
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In the house
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And she looks like you
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And he looks like me
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Is this the same girl
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That I fought so hard to win
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And now I fight to lose her
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Now I feel that it's just like skin to skin
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And nerve to nerve
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Strung out like wire
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Is that the way we are content to live
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We face off in anger
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In rooms once filled with love
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Looking for a chink in the armour
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Where we can stab the blade
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What are we thinking of
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There's a stranger in the house
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In the house
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There's a stranger in the house
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In the house
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There's a stranger in the house
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In the house
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And she looks like somebody from a lifetime ago
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There's' a stranger in the house
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In the house
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There's a stranger in the house
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In the house
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There's 's a stranger in the house
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In the house
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Stranger In The House
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| Rick Springfield |
