Savin' Me

A dusty old dash with a little clean square

Used to hold a picture of heaven right there and

There's an old cross hanging from the rear view

That I found laying in the floorboard

Swear that I can still feel you,

But I know that you're not here anymore

And I've been cursing on Sunday morning

Don't give a damn where I'm going

Not even sure what I still believe

I've been waking up to an empty bed

Me and the house are still a wreck

No point in trying to wash me clean

Because if there's no you, there's sure in the hell no saving me

Momma says I should try to come to church today

Keeps telling me the Lord is the only way

I wish I could find a way to just lie

Look her in her eyes, tell her that I'll be alright

But I've been cursing on Sunday morning

Don't give a damn where I'm going

Not even sure what I still believe

I've been waking up to an empty bed

Me and the house are still a wreck

No point in trying to wash me clean

Because if there's no you, there's sure in the hell no saving me

No saving me

Your old bible's still open to Psalm 25

I hope that there's some truth in those words you underlined

Cuz I've been cursing on Sunday morning

Don't give a damn where I'm going

Not even sure that I still believe

And I've been cursing on Sunday morning

Don't give a damn where I'm going

Not even sure what I still believe

I've been waking up to an empty bed

Me and the house are still a wreck

No point in trying to wash me clean

Because if there's no you, there's sure in the hell no saving me

No saving me

A dusty old dash with a little clean square

Used to hold a picture of heaven right there