I know your birthday and your favorite color
I know the first name of your mother
I know the song that you play when you're driving alone
I've seen you break down losing your shit
Kissed you way that you want to be kissed
And I know the bed where you sleep and the meds you're on
But I don't talk to you now
I don't drive down your street
I don't know who you're with
But I know it's not me
Isn't it strange to be strangers
Isn't it strange to be strangers
After you opened your heart to me
Know every part of me
Showed all your scars to me
Now that you're a part from me
Isn't it strange to be strangers
I saw you last week out pumping gas
Stayed in my car until you drove past
You pretended you didn't see me
But I know that you did
There was a time I was shot gun in yours
Making out people honking their horns
You made me feel like I was your reason to live
But I don't talk to you now
I don't drive down your street
I don't know who you're with
But I know it's not me
Isn't it strange to be strangers
Isn't it strange to be strangers
After you opened your heart to me
Know every part of me
Showed all your scars to me
Now that you're a part from me
Isn't it strange to be strangers
But I don't talk to you now
I don't drive down your street
I don't know who you're with
But I know it's not me