i miss the me i used to be i miss the you that i once knew theres something going on i cant figure out i barely recognize myself when i look at you i see someone else you say nothings changed but baby i got my doubts were just strangers to me now weve been lovers weve been old friends wedding pictures on the tv set tied to each other since i dont know when how come it seems like we just met theres nothing stranger than being strangers she looks like you but twice as sad the smallest thing can make her mad she cries until her baby blues turn red sometimes when the lights just right its you whos kissin me goodnight when the morning comes its her i find instead who are these strangers in our bed weve been lovers weve been old friends wedding pictures on the tv set tied to each other since i dont know when how come it seems like we just met theres nothing stranger than being strangers weve been lovers weve been old friends wedding pictures on the tv set tied to each other since i dont know when how come it seems like we just met theres nothing stranger than being strangers id like to introduce myself to the one i used to know so well