i will light the match this mornin' so i won't be alone.
watch as she lies silent, for soon that will be gone.
i will stand arms outstretched, pretend i'm free to roam.
i will make my way through one more day in hell.
how much difference does it make?
i will hold the candle till it burns up my arm.
i'll keep takin' punches until their will grows tired.
i will stare the sun down until my eyes go blind.
i won't change direction, and i won't change my mind.
how much difference does it make?
i'll swallow poison, until i grow immune.
i will scream my lungs out till it fills this room.
how much difference... ?
how much difference does it make?
