Stranger In The House (with Elvis Costello)

This never was one of the great romances
But I thought you'd always have those young girl's eyes
For now they look in tired and bitter glances
At the ghost of a man walkin' round in my disguise

He gets the feeling that he should belong here
But there's no welcome in the window anyway
And he looks down for a number on his key-chain
Cause it feels more like a hotel everyday

There's a stranger in the house nobody's seen his face
Everybody says he's takin' my place
There's a stranger in the house no one will ever see
Everybody says he looks like me

[ fiddle - guitar ]
And now you say you've got no expectations
But I know you also miss those carefree days
And for all the angry words that passed between them
She still can't understand him when he says

There's a stranger in the house...
He looks like me