come on i swear i m bitter at best i m laying in the pieces of my cigarettes that we crushed in my bed perhaps a tent some portland apartment that we thought was haunted cough kiss and caress the morning birds are restless but at least they have the courage to sing down your stairs my tired feet disagree with me what really is forever we both belong we both belong i ve tried to make a difference i ve tried to make a difference whatever be the distance i d try to make a difference but i d fail