J.B. Boone - 64

I'm the keeper of the grudges, and the elevator blues that you left in late July
Oh, my stomach hit the floor and you kept looking at your phone, pretending not to cry
I met God yesterday
Oh, he asked for you by name
He said I'm sorry for the pain, but there's nobody left to blame
He's seen it all before
But he's still running out of ways to save your soul
You stare at your reflection in the middle of a spoon, with your back against the wall
Right on cue, a waiter takes your plate, says you got any room
And you say nothing at all
Oh, I met God yesterday
Yeah, he asked for you by name
He said I'm sorry for the pain, but there's nobody left to blame
Yeah, he's seen it all before
But he's still running out of ways to save your
So, there you go on your own
And you're driving too fast on 64
Cause I met God yesterday
Oh, he asked for you by name
He said I'm sorry for the pain, but there's nobody left to blame
No, he's seen it all before
But he's glancing towards the door
Cause he's still running out of ways to save your soul

Written by:
J.B. Boone

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