Messed Up Kid Song Lyrics and Chords By ( Zach Bryan )

Messed Up Kid is one of the most popular songs of the time. Messed Up Kid lyrics written by Zach Bryan. This song has sung by Zach Bryan

Singer Zach Bryan
Released 2020
Album Elisabeth
Tuning E A D G B E

Messed Up Kid Song Lyrics

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

I’m a messed up kid

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, nothin’ to spare

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

Messed up kid

And I guess old men on the street prove that time…

Really does fly

And I guess pawn shop diamond rings proves that girls, haha

Love goodbyes

I’m a messed up kid…

Messed Up Kid Song Chords


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 stage

And I guess a girl like you lovin’ me must mean

Angels love anything


Cause I’m a messed-up kid

With nothing to spare

Turn a saint into a heathen

With my hands going through your hair

I’m a messed up kid

Nothing to show

Except a girl saying she’ll be here

Everywhere I go

I’m a messed-up kid


Well my old man says I’m wild

And my momma says I’m reckless

And that color in your eyes

reminds me of East Texas


I’m a messed-up kid

With nothing to spare

Turn a saint into a heathen

With my hands going through your hair

I’m a messed up kid


Messed up kid

Nothing to show

Except a girl saying she’ll be here

Everywhere I go

I’m a messed-up kid


All this bullshit that I’ve been through

And all the hardship’s I’ve grown akin to

They take me around and leave me feeling down

but you pick me up every time


Cause I’m a messed-up kid

With nothing to spare

Turn a saint into a heathen

With my hands going through your hair

I’m a Messed up kid

Nothing to show

Except a girl saying she’ll be here

Everywhere I go

I’m a messed-up kid

With nothing to spare

Turn a saint into a heathen

With my hands going 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

Mean that girls love goodbyes

I’m a messed-up kid.

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