Messed Up Kid Zach Bryan
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[Verse 1]
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 must mean
Angels love anything
[Chorus]
’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
Nothin' to show
Except a girl sayin' she'll be here
Everywhere I go
I'm a messed up kid
[Verse 2]
Well, my old man says I'm wild
And my mama says I’m reckless
And that color in your eyes
Reminds me of East Texas
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 must mean
Angels love anything
[Chorus]
’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
Nothin' to show
Except a girl sayin' she'll be here
Everywhere I go
I'm a messed up kid
[Verse 2]
Well, my old man says I'm wild
And my mama says I’m reckless
And that color in your eyes
Reminds me of East Texas
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