Lyrics:

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 painting
They're out there cutting 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
He keeps every bottle empty
Till he's numb down to the nerves

He thinks that forgiveness
Is reserved for souls like hers
But that ain't how salvation works

That steeple still needs painting
They're out there cutting 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't quote the bible
The chapter or the verse
And heaven's just a promise
For those left here on Earth

But I believe that god loves us
More than 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
Oo-oo-oo-oo