| Song | Bless This Mess |
| Artist | David Bazan |
| Album | Curse Your Branches |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| God bless the man who stumbles | |
| God bless the man who falls | |
| God bless the man who yields to temptation | |
| God bless the woman who suffers | |
| God bless the woman who weeps | |
| God bless the children trying her patience | |
| Trouble getting over it | |
| Is what you're in for so pour yourself another | |
| 'Cause it'll take a steady pair of hands | |
| Holy or unholy ghost | |
| Well now I can´t tell but either way you cut it | |
| You should get some distance if you plan | |
| To take a stand | |
| God bless the house divided | |
| God bless the weeds in the wheat | |
| God bless the lamp lit under a bushel | |
| I discovered hell to be the poison in the well | |
| So I tried to warn the others of the curse | |
| But then my body turned on me I dreamed that for eternity | |
| My family would burn then I awoke with a wicked thirst | |
| By my baby's yellow bed | |
| I kissed her forehead and rubbed her little tummy | |
| Wondering if she´d soon despise the smell | |
| Of the booze on my breath like her mom | |
| Through a darkened mirror I have seen my own reflection | |
| And it makes me want to be a better man | |
| After another drink | |
| God bless the man at the crossroads | |
| God bless the woman who still can't sleep | |
| God bless the history that doesn't repeat |
| God bless the man who stumbles | |
| God bless the man who falls | |
| God bless the man who yields to temptation | |
| God bless the woman who suffers | |
| God bless the woman who weeps | |
| God bless the children trying her patience | |
| Trouble getting over it | |
| Is what you' re in for so pour yourself another | |
| ' Cause it' ll take a steady pair of hands | |
| Holy or unholy ghost | |
| Well now I can t tell but either way you cut it | |
| You should get some distance if you plan | |
| To take a stand | |
| God bless the house divided | |
| God bless the weeds in the wheat | |
| God bless the lamp lit under a bushel | |
| I discovered hell to be the poison in the well | |
| So I tried to warn the others of the curse | |
| But then my body turned on me I dreamed that for eternity | |
| My family would burn then I awoke with a wicked thirst | |
| By my baby' s yellow bed | |
| I kissed her forehead and rubbed her little tummy | |
| Wondering if she d soon despise the smell | |
| Of the booze on my breath like her mom | |
| Through a darkened mirror I have seen my own reflection | |
| And it makes me want to be a better man | |
| After another drink | |
| God bless the man at the crossroads | |
| God bless the woman who still can' t sleep | |
| God bless the history that doesn' t repeat |
| God bless the man who stumbles | |
| God bless the man who falls | |
| God bless the man who yields to temptation | |
| God bless the woman who suffers | |
| God bless the woman who weeps | |
| God bless the children trying her patience | |
| Trouble getting over it | |
| Is what you' re in for so pour yourself another | |
| ' Cause it' ll take a steady pair of hands | |
| Holy or unholy ghost | |
| Well now I can t tell but either way you cut it | |
| You should get some distance if you plan | |
| To take a stand | |
| God bless the house divided | |
| God bless the weeds in the wheat | |
| God bless the lamp lit under a bushel | |
| I discovered hell to be the poison in the well | |
| So I tried to warn the others of the curse | |
| But then my body turned on me I dreamed that for eternity | |
| My family would burn then I awoke with a wicked thirst | |
| By my baby' s yellow bed | |
| I kissed her forehead and rubbed her little tummy | |
| Wondering if she d soon despise the smell | |
| Of the booze on my breath like her mom | |
| Through a darkened mirror I have seen my own reflection | |
| And it makes me want to be a better man | |
| After another drink | |
| God bless the man at the crossroads | |
| God bless the woman who still can' t sleep | |
| God bless the history that doesn' t repeat |