[Verse 1] Woke up late, coffee's cold, Got a tire that's going flat, Dog ate half the morning paper, Lord knows where the other half is at. Boss says I'm already late, She says I never change, I said, "Honey, that's the one thing You can always count on me to do the same." [Pre-Chorus] I've tried living by the book, But the book got thrown away, Somewhere between "I told you so" And "Well, what'd you expect me to say?" [Chorus] So thank God for the chaos, Thank God for the noise, Thank God for the wrong turns And the questionable choices. For the nights that went sideways, For the plans that fell apart, For the people who came crashing Like a freight train through my heart. Yeah, it ain't always pretty, But it sure beats being bored— Thank God for the chaos, And the grace I can't afford. [Verse 2] There's a dent in my old pickup That I'm pretty sure ain't mine, There's a number in my phone I probably shouldn't call tonight. Mama says, "You're getting older, When you gonna settle down?" I said, "Mama, I've been settling— That's how I keep getting found." [Pre-Chorus] Every road I thought was straight Had a curve I couldn't see, Every wreckage left behind me Made a little more of me. [Chorus] So thank God for the chaos, Thank God for the noise, Thank God for the wrong turns And the questionable choices. For the nights that went sideways, For the plans that fell apart, For the people who came crashing Like a freight train through my heart. Yeah, it ain't always pretty, But it sure beats being bored— Thank God for the chaos, And the grace I can't afford. [Bridge] Here's to every "what the hell?" Here's to every "not again!" Here's to losing what we thought we had And finding better friends. Here's to scars and second chances, Here's to laughing at the pain, Here's to standing in the thunder And dancing in the rain. [Final Chorus] So thank God for the chaos, For the beautiful mess, For the days that left us broken And the nights that left us blessed. For the ones who stayed beside us, For the ones who had to go, For the roads we never planned on And the places that they drove. Yeah, life ain't neat or easy, But I'd take it as it comes— With a little bit of mercy And a whole lot of drums. Raise a glass to all the madness, Every high and every low— Thank God for the chaos. [Outro] Yeah, thank God for the chaos... It's the only life I know.
