We Try to Fail

I've got that feeling once again
A subtle change of pace
And the rest is just a test of faith
I think she know it when she's wrong
I thing this whole thing has gone too far
And she screams: I know what the truth is

But I can't let it go
'Cause it's all I've got
I'm not ready to make ir right
She said she hates it when it rains
She says this to herself as if she's talking to somebody else
And she's finally coming around but I can't be sure

So I back away
Control is my game
But I can't let it go
'Cause it's all I've got
I'm not ready to make it right
Back down!
You're out of place
It's not ready to make it right
Back down!
You're out of place
It's not worth being broken apart
This exposes the scar we've seen

Yeah!
(The blood in your eyes)
Eyes!
(The feeling to)
Cry!
(The picture)
It shows!
[?]
Control!

Just sit back and let it die
Hold on to what's left for now and keep it all inside

Until it picks, until it bleeds
Until it picks, until it bleeds
Until it picks, until it bleeds
Until it picks, until it bleeds
Until it picks, until it bleeds
Until it picks, until it bleeds
Until it picks, until it bleeds
Until it picks, until it bleeds