Atrophy

She waits alone in misery in a bed the lord reclaimed I've known the joy of atrophy and the weight and guilt of shame If you thought God was innocent, you're livin' behind glass You ain't a saint until you've sinned and she just lived too fast If I stumble, let me fall I ain't going nowhere, 'til nowhere calls You don't know the joy in pain 'til you're lonely, down, and lost It's that feeling that comes with a heavy rain and ends below the cross So save your speech and your sympathy, leave your hedone-y behind Join me down in atrophy, let me waste away your mind If I stumble, let me fall I ain't going nowhere, 'til nowhere calls Now all that's left is apathy, where the devil left his mark This broken life is misery and I'm married to the dark My lady needs some company down in that lonesome room She waits alone in misery but soon I'll be her groom If I stumble, let me fall I ain't going nowhere, 'til nowhere calls