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She's a woman on a mission, always in the church If you need a ride into town, her offer is the first Yeah she thinks that if she's perfect, she can outrun all the hurt But that ain't how salvation works That steeple still needs paintin', they're out there cuttin' grass There's a two line Sunday sermon, she'll miss 'cause she drives too fast And the message on the marquee, reflected in the glass Is every sinner has a future and every saint has a past He's a man with a memory that turned into a curse Keeps every bottle empty until he's numbed down to the nerve He thinks that forgiveness is reserved for soles like hers But that ain't how salvation works That steeple still needs paintin', they're out there cuttin' grass There's a two line Sunday sermon, she'll miss 'cause she drives too fast And the message on the marquee, reflected in the glass Is every sinner has a future and every saint has a past I can quote the bible, the chapter or the verse And heavens just a promise for those left here on Earth But I believe that God loves us more then we deserve And I hope that's how Yeah, I hope that's how I hope that's how salvation works Salvation works Oh, I hope that's how I hope that's how From Letras Mania