Much The Same

A violent scream is better than the whisper of sweet nothings.
It holds us together, and Ill never understand
Why we dont let the flame burn the fan
No Ill never understand, why we dont let the flames burn the fan
Kindness is where we fail
Dont understand why were happy to be (content to be!) in discontent
This life is not well spent
Is it better to suffer than to be alone?
So hide your heart and close your mind
And put the key in a dark place that I cant find and dont forget to lie
Cause we would rather leave the truth behind
No dont forget to lie
Cause we would rather leave the truth behind
If I treated you like dirt would you stick to me like mud?
Why is this your idea of love?
And I cant be clean were coming apart at the seams
Stitches cant fix everything
[ Stitches Lyrics ]