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