Her life is a beautiful mess So is her living room thanks to a few of her kids She's doing the best she can with the cards she was played The heart of a princess but she's trapped in a slave He would laugh in her face Slap out the taste from her mouth if she gave an opinion Cause that's just the way this man has to play To keep her in the hell that she's been in… no lie It's called mind control, but she swears on her grave that she's dying slow She spends her nights alone No man in the house to hold or keep her warm Why her nights are cold She should see that she’s beauty-full, not beauty-less Making her way through this beautiful mess, God bless She ain’t got it all together but she’s doing her best Making her way through this beautiful mess… Chorus: Her life is a beautiful mess What her left hand says, tattooed on her wrist In beautiful script: "life is a beautiful mess" Everyday she hangs on through the worst, for the best His life is a beautiful mess What his bullet wounds said as they chewed through his flesh Took two to the chest, left in a pool of cess Hollow tips ricocheted off his bulletproof vest One inch to the left and he would have found it hard to breathe On his knees, practicing "our Father's"; praying hard for peace At the least - his scars still bleed but his heart feels free In the black of the night when it's hard to see A vagabond he’ll be, til’ the next ghost town Til’ his checks don’t bounce and the dust settles down to his feet Out this hell hole now... He ain't got it altogether but he's doing his best Making his way through this beautiful mess Said, he ain't got it altogether but he's doing his best Making his way through this beautiful mess Chorus: His life is a beautiful mess His future uncertain and past perhaps purposeless Life is a beautifull mess: Everyday he hangs on through the worst, for the best My life is a beautiful mess What I write is a beautiful message 'Schooled' by hard times I was put to the 'test' To find life is a beautiful lesson My life is a beautiful mess But it’s also a beautiful blessing So I live life everyday to the nth Til’ I bow out, a beautiful exit... Check it, beautiful is the past, beautiful is the present I hope something this beautiful lasts forever Beautiful remains always through the mundane And beautiful in love’s name’s the hands that were bloodstained Beautiful today - beautiful the next A slow learner, I’m a student of stress I ain’t got it altogether but I’m doing my best I guess I’m what they call a beautiful mess Chorus: My life is a beautiful mess What I’m told in the mirror reflects Take a look at myself: life is a beautiful mess Everyday I hang on through the worst, for the best