No Saint
You say I'm an angel, and angels don't get low
Baby, you broke my wings so long ago
I thought it'd make me stronger, I thought we'd make it through
Turns out it just hurts like hell loving you
So I opened up the Bible
Memorized the book of John
And you washed your hands in holy water
Swearing all your sins were gone
If there's a cure for being pure again, I can't find it anywhere
And I don't want to hate you
Heaven says I need to forgive you
But I ain't no saint
I know that you're sorry, I feel it in your touch
But that don't make me forget all the damage done
So I opened up the Bible
Memorized the book of John
And you washed your hands in holy water
Swearing all your sins were gone
If there's a cure for being pure again, I can't find it anywhere
And I don't want to hate you
Heaven says I need to forgive you
But I ain't no saint
Oo-oo-oh, oo-oo-oh
I fell from grace, I can't be saved, it's a long way up from here
I fell from grace, I can't be saved, it's a long way up from here
I fell from grace, I can't be saved, it's a long way up from here
I fell from grace, I ain't no saint, it's a long way up from here
So I opened up the Bible
Memorized the book of John
And you washed your hands in holy water
Swearing all your sins were gone
If there's a cure for being pure again, I can't find it anywhere
And I don't want to hate you
Heaven says I need to forgive you
But I ain't no saint
Baby, you broke my wings so long ago
I thought it'd make me stronger, I thought we'd make it through
Turns out it just hurts like hell loving you
So I opened up the Bible
Memorized the book of John
And you washed your hands in holy water
Swearing all your sins were gone
If there's a cure for being pure again, I can't find it anywhere
And I don't want to hate you
Heaven says I need to forgive you
But I ain't no saint
I know that you're sorry, I feel it in your touch
But that don't make me forget all the damage done
So I opened up the Bible
Memorized the book of John
And you washed your hands in holy water
Swearing all your sins were gone
If there's a cure for being pure again, I can't find it anywhere
And I don't want to hate you
Heaven says I need to forgive you
But I ain't no saint
Oo-oo-oh, oo-oo-oh
I fell from grace, I can't be saved, it's a long way up from here
I fell from grace, I can't be saved, it's a long way up from here
I fell from grace, I can't be saved, it's a long way up from here
I fell from grace, I ain't no saint, it's a long way up from here
So I opened up the Bible
Memorized the book of John
And you washed your hands in holy water
Swearing all your sins were gone
If there's a cure for being pure again, I can't find it anywhere
And I don't want to hate you
Heaven says I need to forgive you
But I ain't no saint
Credits
Writer(s): Ingrid Andress, Lauren Elizabeth Jenkins
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