She’s Making Friends, I’m Turning Stranger

I want to be tantamount to cordial
 Tantamount to good
 I want to be a warm and friendly person
 But I don't know how to do it
 She can't make it to her car
 Without making a new friend
 She's a small-town superstar
 Everybody hollering her name
 She's making friends, I'm turning stranger
 The people on her end couldn't make it plainer
 Sometimes I wish we'd never came here
 Seeing as I'm held in such disdain here
 She's making friends, I'm turning stranger
 I see lots of normal men yearning to obtain her
 I'm a loser, she's a gainer
 That's one thing of which they're dang sure
 She's out with her friends
 And really, I can't blame her
 'Cause when she's home again
 She's always still the same her
 God knows I'd never try to change her
 She's my friend and I'm her stranger
 She's making friends, and I'm turning stranger
 She's making friends, and I'm turning stranger