There is misunderstanding that there’s a bliss beneath it all
That every time it’s never ending, there is a kiss to change us all.
It’s in the dark, it’s in your photo that keeps on falling from the wall.
Tell me it’s better way up there. I need you. I need you. I need you to tell me…

Does it feel the same
After healing fame
And all the strange, strange, strange behavior?
Does it make it worse?
They mispronounce the hurt.
I feel so strange. I’m still a stranger.

Is there the misunderstanding that there’s a hit of healing light?
Tell me the cuts finally stop showing before we kiss, again, the night.
Here in the dark, tripping your picture I keep rehanging on the wall,
I need you better way up there. I need you. I need you better.

Does it feel the same
After healing fame
And all the strange, strange, strange behavior?
Does it make it worse?
They mispronounce the hurt.
I feel so strange. I’m still a stranger.

Does it feel the same?
Would I feel like you?
Because I still feel strange.
Are you a stranger too? (I’m still a stranger)
I wish it mattered more (I’m still a stranger)
But I never will be you.
I always feel so fucking strange.
Are you a stranger too?

I’m still a stranger.
I’m still a stranger. (Are you a stranger?)

Does it feel the same
After healing fame
And all the strange, strange, strange behavior?
Does it make it worse?
They mispronounce the hurt.
I feel so strange. I’m still a stranger.

I’m still a stranger.
I’m still a stranger.