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 Cussing my ex He broke my heart Felt like the world had ended I cried myself to sleep Thinking I can't get over him Strange, talk about luck I woke up and the sun was shining Strange, I ought to be in bed With my head in the pillow crying Over us, but I ain't, ain't love Strange Got half a mind To spend my whole pay check On one of those dresses The strapless black ones That are so 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, now isn't time Strange, talk about luck I woke up and the sun was shining Strange, I ought to be in bed With my head in the pillow crying Over us, but I ain't, ain't love Strange, strange Strange, talk about luck I woke up and the sun was shining Strange, I ought to be in bed With my head in the pillow crying Over us, but I ain't, ain't love Strange Strange, talk about luck I woke up and the sun was shining Strange, strange