Your Arrondissement or Mine?

I've been known to walk With other souls in pain. How can I explain the shame That makes you do it again? In the middle of the night Where wrongs are rights, And you've got nothing Left to loose, You could choose to feel What's revealed Conceal and be numb. Oh, I'm wise And I know the score, So before we begin, I'm gonna look for the door ... Tried to have a talk with myself About the walk I'd take with you The conclusion that I drew Was it would be of no use. So I, I'll decide: Let's take a ride Into the night, into the night, Into the night. Elle prend une photo. Il n'y aura pas de questions. Tu prends le train. Il n'y a nulle part où aller. Il regarde un film en noir et blanc. Elle écrit "Ton arrondissement ou le mien?"