03.04.10 the difference between

the difference between

it starts as a blow to my hearti thought that we could drift like thispast the cities and their streetsthe trash i built up just to keepmyself and everybody else just like me
i don't know the difference betweenthe words that we say and the ones that we meanwe can stay until everyone's homei like you with thembut i want you alone
somehow things always go wronguntil they go rightand we get alongi fight to break down the doorthat you walked right throughlike no one before