Next To Godliness

You've wasted me

Nothing loves, nothing dreams.

Nothing bleeds inside of you

You've washed me away

Isn't it nice how it's all so clean when it was once so

dirty?

I know the stains are still there, just hidden, and made

up to look like everything's so clear.

I don't want to be there when everything falls to pieces

inside of me.

When it all breaks I will call your name.