I ain't ever worn a halo, don't suppose I ever will As far as saving me goes, it's a battle up a hill But I keep climbing, trying, fighting Got a King James in the dresser, and I take it out sometimes But Lord knows I ain't measured up to what's inside And they say that that's okay, that I keep praying for the day That I can open up that good book, and heaven don't look like it's out of reach When it feels like those apostles are giving me the gospel And not the third degree, I just want it to read Like Bible verses, and not the Bible versus me I woke up in last night's clothes, and it's whiskey on my lips If God's looking down I know, he's really looking down on this But I have faith that I can change, I keep praying for the day That I can open up that good book, and heaven don't look like it's out of reach When it feels like those apostles are giving me the gospel And not the third degree, I just want it to read Like Bible verses, and not the Bible versus me I'm just trying to give myself a little grace Till those words in me get on the same page And I can open up that good book, and heaven don't look like it's out of reach When it feels like those apostles are giving me the gospel And not the third degree, I just want it to read Like Bible verses, and not the Bible versus me I'm just trying to give myself a little grace Till those words in me get on the same page