I got some blood under my nails
I got some mud on my face
My voice is shot I'm going grey
These muscles all ache

Don't cry for me, I'm the life of the party
I'm smiling most of the time
I may be gritting my teeth
Can't get back where we started
These days I'm doing just fine

God bless this mess
This mess is mine
I won't pound my chest
Or criticize
I must confess
I've lived, I've died
God bless this mess
This mess is mine
God bless this mess
This mess is mine

I knew every buried body
Paid for each headstone
I may have led the prayers in public
But I cried alone

Found God through sin
But this ain't my confession
I'll wait on judgment day
It's lose or win
Got no need for protection
Stand up or out of my way

God bless this mess
This mess is mine
I won't pound my chest
Or criticize
I must confess
I've lived I've died
God bless this mess
This mess is mine
God bless this mess
This mess is mine

The howling doomsday dogs
Are snapping at your feet
Round here the sky is cracked
But won't admit defeat
Down here there they got your back
And good men stood at your side
This treasure chest of rags
Still keeps this dream alive

God bless this mess
This mess is mine
I won't pound my chest
Or criticize
I must confess
I've lived I've died
God bless this mess
This mess is mine
God bless this mess
This mess is mine