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 cussin my ex

He broke my heart

Felt like the world had ended

I cried myself to sleep

Thinking I cant get over him

Strange

Talk about luck I woke up

And the sun was shining

Strange

I oughta be in bed with my head

In the pillow crying over us

But I aint, aint love strange

Got half a mind to spend my whole paycheck

On one of those dresses

Those strapless black ones

That are 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 yeah isn't time

Strange

Talk about luck I woke up

And the sun was shining

Strange

I oughta be in bed with my head

In the pillow crying over us

But I aint, aint love strange

Strange

Strange

Talk about luck I woke up

And the sun was shining

Strange

I oughta be in the bed with my head

In the pillow crying over us

But I aint, aint love strange

Strange

Talk about luck I woke up

And the sun was shining

Strange

Strange

Strange