I don't understand

u look just like da man

in da picture by our bed

da suspense is pounding and clouding up my head

im checking ur clothes

and u wear da same size shoes

u sleep in his spot and ur driving his car

but i don't know just who u are

chorus

there's a stranger in my house

it took a while to figure out

theres no way u could be who u say u are

u've gotta be someone else

cuz he wouldn't touch me like dat

and he wouldn't treat me like u do

he would adore me

and he wouldn't ignore me

so im convinced theres a stranger in my house

i show who u are

don't see ur shadow around when u walk

ur leavin no kisses

goodbye with no words

if these walls could talk

they would have nothing to tell

so what could it be?

is there someone imitating me?

could she be taking my place?

look me in da face

and tell me dat im wrong when i say:

theres a stranger in my house

it took a while to figure out

theres no way u could be who u say u are

you've gotta be someone else

cuz he wouldnt touch me like dat

and he wouldnt treat me like u do

he would adore me

he wouldn't ignore me

so I'm convinced there's a stranger in my house

pop quiz

tell me where we first kissed

tell me where my spot is

tell me if i liked it

or could it be

that the stranger is me

have i changed so drastically?

is it i want more

and u remained da same

chorus (until da end)