Saint (Stripped)

Oh. Ooh. No, no, no, no, no. Ooh. Hold your head up. Nice and slow. That's your setup. Here we go. Forget about your problems, girl. Forget about your wars. And I might say I'm sorry, but I know what you cost. I'll watch you lay the bodies down, So you won't have to walk on the ground. You tell me, tell me all the peace you've Found. Choking on the words in your mouth. You know, you know, you know that your faith Can't make you a saint, Saint. Even if you wash your sins away, Wait, you're way too late, Hey. You know, you know, you know you're no Saint. Oh, baby. Forget about your blessings, baby. The higher ground you stole. Keep your eyes to heaven, love. Where you'll never go. I watch you lay the bodies down, So you won't have to walk on the ground. Tell me, tell me all the peace you Found. Choking on the words in your mouth. You know, you know, you know that your faith Can't make you a saint, Saint. Even if you wash your sins away, Wait, you're way too late, Hey. You know, you know, you know that your faith Can't make you a saint, Saint. Even if you wash your sins away, Wait, you're way too late, Hey. You know, you know, you know you're no Saint. Oh, ooh. You know, you know, you know you're no Saint.