The Problem is the Sin, Not the Wound

Here,
Take my heart
I ripped it right out
For you

Funny
I’m surprised
That I can’t seem
To control it anymore

And now I see
That the problem
Isn’t that you took a needle
Digging into raw flesh
Tattooing false messages
All over it

The problem
is that I gave it away.

But I've found something
that gives me back my heart
and rewrites those messages.
And it turns out that this new power
is perfected in weakness.
I'll never be lost again.