Messed up Kid - Zach Bryan

Well I guess old men on the street prove that time really does fly

And I guess pawn shop diamond rings proves that girls love goodbyes

And I guess a black dress at a funeral means that life has one sting

And I guess a girl like you lovin' me means that angels must love anything

'Cause I’m a messed up kid, nothin' to spare

I’ll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands goin' through your hair

I’m a messed up kid with nothin to show

Except a girl sayin' she’ll be here everywhere I go

I’m a messed up kid

Well my old man says I’m wild and my mama says I’m reckless

And that color in your eyes reminds me off East Texas

'Cause I’m a messed up kid, nothin' to spare

I’ll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands goin' through your hair

Messed up kid with nothin to show

Except a girl sayin' she’ll be here everywhere I go

I’m a messed up kid

And all this bullshit that I’ve been through

And all the hardships I’ve grown kin to

Could take me around, leave me feelin' down

But you pick me up every time

'Cause I’m a messed up kid, nothin' to spare

I’ll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands goin' through your hair

I’m a messed up kid with nothin to show

Except a girl sayin' she’ll be here everywhere I go

I’m a messed up kid

I’m a messed up kid, nothin' to spare

I’ll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands goin' through your hair

Messed up kid

I guess old men on the street prove that time really does fly

And I guess pawn shop diamond rings proves that girls love goodbyes

I’m a messed up kid