Epilogue Forrister

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."