God Don’t Read Regrets

I carved my sins in the canyon stone, Told the wind to carry what I disown. Cross round my neck, but it don’t weigh much — Not since the preacher stopped keepin’ in touch. I left behind what mercy cost, A trail of names I double-crossed. The book of grace ain’t in my hands — It burned when I made my final stand. God don’t read regrets, Don’t mend no bloodstained debts. He’s watchin’, but He won’t write back — No comfort in the black. You can scream up at the sky, But He won’t tell you why. I learned that truth one step from death — God don’t read regrets. I saw the light through whiskey glass, Flickered like all things meant to pass. No prayers left in this leather coat, Just smoke and a soul I never wrote. God don’t read regrets, Don’t clear what guilt forgets. No angel walks a road this long — I buried every song. So I ride with broken truths, And burn what's left of youth. 'Cause some of us were born to bet That God don’t read regrets.

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