Texty: Brendan Benson. I'm Blessed.

My mother raised me single-handedly
In a Louisiana hell called Harvey
I never know what I'm supposed to be
Turned over every rock for clues
Of what it is to be me

And I never know what's going on?
But I'm blessed and I guess
And I swim in the streets when it rains
And I've seen grown men act so insane

But now the weather has changed
But in my head the climate's still the same
I still feel pain each time I hear my name
But I never know what's going on

But I'm blessed and I guess
And I used to be so flattered
But now I just feel shattered
And I try not to think about it

My head's already clouded
And I have castanet fingers
And I sweat bullets when I'm triggered
And I'd like to wind up with someone like her

And we'll live happily ever after
But it won't matter that I'm a little scattered
And I never know what's going on
But I'm blessed and I guess