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I'm the keeper of the grudges, and the elevator blues that you left in late July Oh, my stomach hit the floor and you kept looking at your phone, pretending not to cry I met God yesterday Oh, he asked for you by name He said I'm sorry for the pain, but there's nobody left to blame He's seen it all before But he's still running out of ways to save your soul You stare at your reflection in the middle of a spoon, with your back against the wall Right on cue, a waiter takes your plate, says you got any room And you say nothing at all Oh, I met God yesterday Yeah, he asked for you by name He said I'm sorry for the pain, but there's nobody left to blame Yeah, he's seen it all before But he's still running out of ways to save your So, there you go on your own And you're driving too fast on 64 Cause I met God yesterday Oh, he asked for you by name He said I'm sorry for the pain, but there's nobody left to blame No, he's seen it all before But he's glancing towards the door Cause he's still running out of ways to save your soul