Makin' a Mess

I was raised in a faraway land Trying to be number one Dad use to tell me: Whatever you do, never let go ‘til you’re done I was fighting as anyone I was twisted around I was broke just as anyone On the way, way down (Never ever settle for less) Raise your hand – it’s to kill or to bless (Never ever settle for less) Who needs the crown when your head’s on the ground? Let me out, I’m just makin’ a mess Chip on my shoulder and look on my face Changing my life on the fly Too late to make it and too late to stop Too late to figure out why I was fighting as anyone I was twisted around I was broke just as anyone On the way, way down (Never ever settle for less) Raise your hand – it’s to kill or to bless (Never ever settle for less) Who needs the crown when your head’s on the ground? Let me out, I’m just makin’ a mess The wind of sadness can shade the heart of gold I’m gonna leave it all behind I’m praying for a break – if I could face the world Without the sadness on my mind... (Never ever settle for less) Raise your hand – it’s to kill or to bless (Never ever settle for less) Who needs the crown when your head’s on the ground? (Never ever settle for less) Raise your hand – it’s to kill or to bless (Never ever settle for less) Who needs the crown when your head’s on the ground? Let me out, I’m just makin’ a mess