Strange

I laid there feeling sorry for myself

in a bed of kleenex

Stuffing chocolates in my mouth

on the phone with my best friend

cussing my ex



He broke my heart

Felt like the world had ended

I cried myself to sleep

thinking I can't get over him



Strange...

talk about luck I woke up and the sun was shinin'

Strange...

I oughta be in bed with my head in the pillow crying

over us

But I ain't. Ain't love

Strange



Got half a mind to spend my whole paycheck

on one of those dresses

those strapless black ones

that are so famous for teaching lessons

drop by his place

pick up the rest of my things

he'll tell me I look good

I'll laugh and say

Now isn't time



Strange...

talk about luck, I woke up and the sun was shinin'

Strange...

I oughta be in bed with my head in the pillow crying

over us.

But I ain't. Ain't love

Strange...

Strange...



Strange...

talk about luck, I woke up and the sun was shinin'

Strange...

I oughta be in bed with my head in the pillow crying

over us.

But I ain't. Ain't love

Strange...

Strange...

talk about luck, I woke up and the sun was shinin'

Strange...

Strange