[Verse 1]

Gonna be less real

'Cause you can’t handle truth

Gonna stand on down

And let you barrel through

Won't ask for your help

'Cause you prefer the lie

When I show my wounds

All you do is strike

[Chorus]

You’re the closest stranger

The closest stranger

[Verse 2]

I've known you my whole life

In fact you gave me life

Sure, we can have peace

With distance as the price

When you watch that shit

You know it makes you mean

I wanna take a baseball bat

To that TV screen

[Chorus]

You're the closest stranger

Closest stranger

You're the closest stranger

Closest stranger I've got

[Verse 3]

I will remember you

As you were back then

In our living room

Clutching your sides at Seinfeld

When you're sick of winning (When you're sick of winning)

Will you comfort me? (Will you comfort me?)

The adult you bore

Whose inner child is screaming

[Chorus]

Closest stranger (ah ah)

You're the closest stranger

Closest stranger (ah ah)

You’re the closest stranger I’ve got

[Post-Chorus]

I've got

I’ve got

Closest stranger I've got

[Outro, spoken]

[?] at least making money because dad would never ever have approved of [?] as a singer-songwriter