I’m the sinner and I’m the saint

I’m the blood spatter, replacing the paint

I’m the lover and I’m that tinny piece of hate

I’m the coward in the halls running from my fate

I’m the angel standing guard, on top of the gate

I’m the demon in my soul enticing the violent ways

I’m the same one as before, just a different day

I’m the hurt in my bones and the cut in my veins

I’m the collision course, fucking up my brain

And I know this, but it’s too late to make a change