All men have secrets and here is mine
so let it be known
we have been through hell and high tide
i can surely rely on you ...
and yet you start to recoil
heavy words are so lightly thrown
but still i'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So, what difference does it make ?
so, what difference does it make ?
it makes none
but now you have gone
and you must be looking very old tonight

the devil will find work for idle hands to do
i stole and i lied, and why ?
because you asked me to !
but now you make me feel so ashamed
because i've only got two hands
well, i'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh

so, what difference does it make ?
oh, what difference does it make ?
oh, it makes none
but now you have gone
and your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight

oh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do
i stole, and then i lied
just because you asked me to
but now you know the truth about me
you won't see me anymore
well, i'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh

but no more apologies
no more apology
oh, i'm too tired
i'm so very tired
and i'm feeling very sick and ill today
but i'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh

oh, my sacred one ...
oh ...