Hellbent On Saving Me

She likes to read her Bible, I like a good bar room rival Sunday morning she's in church while my hangover just gets worse We see things differently but she's hell-bent on saving me She's got her life in tact, mine's been to hell and back She's an angel, she's a saint here's two things that I ain't I fell from a different tree but she's hell-bent on saving me I know she could make me better if I would only let her I guess a little compromise couldn't hurt I'm willin' to bend a little if she'll meet me in the middle If she'll come my way I'll go her's Oh please, please, she's hell-bent on saving me Lord, you may not remember me I sang in church when I was three It's been a while since I called on you could you tell her that my love is true I can't wear no golden halo, I'll try to walk the straight and narrow Could you help me change enough, I don't want to lose her love Please, please, she's hell-bent on saving me I know she can make me better if I would only let her I guess a little compromise couldn't hurt I'm willin' to bend a little if she'll meet me in the middle If she'll come my way I'll go her's Oh please, please, she's hell-bent on saving me She's hell-bent on saving me