I haven't forgotten the spots around our soul
Reaching in to make us whole...
I know about Your wondrous love
But I'm still cursing, I'm still lying
Smoking, drinking, trying to be good...
Even though I stole my mother's car...
And got a tattoo, can I be good enough for you?
And God says "No, my child; you never will be...
You'll never be good, you'll never be clean
You'll never be worth a thing
That's why you have Me
That's why you have Me"