hard to be holy

I've been lost, I've been low,

Talked to God on a two-lane road.

Whiskey prayers and a cigarette light,

Tryin' to make sense of wrong and right.

Every scar's got a story to tell,

Some took me to heaven, some straight through hell.

But I've learned grace don't always shout,

Sometimes it's the quiet that pulls you out.

I'm still fightin' who I used to be,

And I don't always win — but I still believe.

It's hard to be holy when you're made of dust,

When your past still whispers who to trust.

I ain't perfect, but I'm tryin' slow,

I still lose my way more than I show.

But I've come too far, I won't turn around,

Every fall just taught me how to stand my ground.

Yeah, it's hard to be holy —

But I'm learnin' somehow.

I still got ghosts I can't forget,

But I've learned to live with my regrets.

Some nights I drive just to clear my head,

Talk to the moon like an old best friend.

They say the good Lord forgives it all,

But it's hard to forgive yourself at all.

So I'm takin' it day by day,

Tryin' to find peace in the mess I made.

Yeah, I'm still haunted, but I'm still here,

Every scar's just proof I'm sincere.

It's hard to be holy when you're made of dust,

When your past still whispers who to trust.

I ain't perfect, but I'm tryin' slow,

I still lose my way more than I show.

But I've come too far, I won't turn around,

Every fall just taught me how to stand my ground.

Yeah, it's hard to be holy —

But I'm learnin' somehow.

I ain't a saint, I ain't a lost cause,

I'm just a man who's seen the cost.

Every bad choice, every sleepless night,

Built the backbone that saved my life.

It's hard to be holy, but I ain't done,

I still wake up chasin' the sun.

I still stumble, I still bleed,

But faith don't quit on men like me.

Yeah, I'm rough around the edges now,