Saint Sped Up

Hold your head up. Nice and slow. That's your setup. Here we go. Forget about your problems, girl. Forget about your woes. And I might say I'm sorry, but I know what you cause. I watch you lay the bodies down. So you will never 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're no saint, Saint. Oh, Forget about your blessings, baby. The higher ground you stole, oh. Keep your eyes to heaven, love, Where you'll never go. Oh, no. I watch you lay the bodies down, So you will never 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 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, know you're no saint.