I will light the match this morning, so I won't be alone
Watch as she lies silent, for soon night 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 taking 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 does it make?