Scram

I'm spent, I ain't got much more to give Lost time running ragged from the dangers of my skin But if I go to church and bow my head then at least I'll be spared Father will you hold out hope for me yet? I'm numb, I'm cut off from the neck But I'll creep down the aisle looking for the exit Will you still keep the light on, even when I confess? Will you wait for me even if I take years? Holy is the one who saves, so they say I keep praying for an answer but I'll never find it on high I'll make my way through troubled water 'Cause even god gets a little busy sometimes I went to the bottom of hell In search of a lover to lay myself bare But I roared until my tears ran dry and my body was overwhelmed Silence reaps the benefits I keep praying for an answer but I'll never find it on high I'll make my way through troubled water 'Cause even god gets a little busy sometimes He get a little busy sometimes He get a little busy sometimes He get a little busy sometimes He get a little busy sometimes Holy is the one who prays, but I'm no saint I keep on praying for an answer but I'll never find it on high I'll make my way through troubled water 'Cause even god gets a little busy sometimes He get a little busy sometimes