You can know a needle's eye 
Or a hungry baby's cry 
But no one knows that demons dance alone 

Silver linings came and went 
When I was an innocent 
Never knowing demons dance alone 

But somehow I was seduced 
And my innocence reduced 
By a demon that became my own 

Knowingly I followed it 
Took the hook and swallowed it 
But then I found it dancing in my home 

Terrified I tried to quit 
But now I need the taste of [bad word] 
Like a dancing demon needs a home 

I had hoped to fill my years with 
More than melancholy tears 
But the demon makes me dance alone