What Difference Does It Make?
All men have secrets and here is mine so let it be knownwe have been through hell and high tideI can surely rely on youand yet you start to recoilheavy words are so lightly thrownbut I'd still leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So what difference does it make?so what difference does it make?it makes none, but now you have goneand you must be looking very old tonight
The devil will find work for idle hands to doI stole and I lied, and why? because you asked me tobut now you make me feel so ashamedbecause I've only got two handswell, I'm still fond of you
So what difference does it make?so what difference does it make?it makes none, but now you have goneand your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight
Oh the devil will find work for idle hands to doI stole and then I lied just because you asked me tobut now you know the truth about meyou won't see me anymorewell, I'm still fond of you
But no more apologiesno more apologiesI'm too tired, I'm so very tiredand I'm feeling very sick and ill todaybut I'm still fond of you