"White Beretta" lyrics - JASON ISBELL

We were running through the red lights
In a hurry to get to nowhere in a white Beretta
We'll go to Memphis in the morning to get it over with
And in a couple days, you'll feel a lot better

[Pre-Chorus:]
I was raised in the church, I was washed in the blood
And we all were saved before we even left home
If his love is unconditional, why do I feel so miserable?
Why are you digging your nails in the styrofoam?

[Chorus 1:]
It was so many years ago, oh, and I just didn't know
But that ain't no excuse
For being who you are, I thank you and I'm sorry
For what you went through

I was sitting at a red light, listening to Son Volt
"May the wind take your troubles away"
I could have been somebody's father, couldn't boil a pot of water
I was nineteen years old in 1998

[Pre-Chorus 2:]
Raised in the church, washed in the blood
And we all were saved before we even left home
I thank God you weren't brought up like me, with all that shame and certainty
And I'm sorry you had to go in that room alone

[Chorus 1:]
It was so many years ago, oh, and I just didn't know
But that ain't no excuse
For being who you are, I thank you and I'm sorry
For what you went through

[Chorus 2:]
It was so many years ago, oh, and I just didn't know
But that ain't no excuse
I thank you for your grace, for the dreams we got to chase
For what you chose to do

[Outro:]
We were running through the red lights
In a hurry to get to nowhere in a white Beretta