I was a shopping cart
full of the stuff you are
I was a broken heart
back to the start I stopped
and I know it's you beating like a bruise
though it's hard to prove all covered up in clues
it wasnt hard to find
i wasn't made of time
i was a neon sign
you left on at night
and I know it's hard
to open up from the start
and you sing, "why try"
but never think to wonder why
black body let's travel the stars
hard cover of a broken heart
black bodies wish you'd wash them away
it's over what's the difference anyway

and i want to know
where do you go
when all the love is gone
and there's no star for you to wish upon
and there's no soul for you to linger on
i guess you don't

black body let's travel the stars
hard cover of a broken heart
black bodies wish you'd wash them away
it's over what's the difference anyway

The Difference

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