It's the way you tell a joke
It's the cracks of twenty-four
You can't walk past the house without thinking
In the years behind the door
With the tears the night before

All the while, all the more
Loving you's been wrong

Like the pain within a cross
Like a smile you wore and lost
You can't learn to forget, you can't hide it

All the while, all the more
Loving you's been wrong
All the while, all the more
Loving you's been wrong

This homemade excuse is my own
Do not wonder
I will not run
The violence it brings
Is a [?]
You're in the walls
You're in every wall

All the while, all the more
Loving you's been wrong
All the while, all the more
Loving you's been wrong