Demons find me when I least suspect
When I try to be the one to give
Each time I fail to grow
I don\'t think I\'ll be anyone new tomorrow
So, sorry that I\'m broken in pieces
That you\'ll cut yourself trying to pick the shards up
but you should give up
The shards of glass still dig into the stain
I can\'t let you hold my sins
So you\'ll never hold my soul
\'Cause I don\'t know how to let go of control