Ugly
[Fantasia]
Couldn't have been but a hundred pounds soakin' wet
All stressed out and worried
(Podunk, Missouri)
And I don't know how or why or when her daddy left
But he drove off in a fury
(She grew up in a hurry)
Now skinny jeans and Maybelline
Make pretty girls do crazy things
Teenage tears and bathroom mirrors
Will stick with you throughout your years
Picket fence, two car garage and a man that she don't love
But he makes six figures
And she thought he'd fix her
But that iron gate feels more and more like an old bird cage
Than a way to keep out the danger â?..So she takes to liquor
All the champagne brunches and upper class shine
Can't keep a woman satisfied
Swimming pools and bow and braids
And the baby thinks mama's the live in maid
If you as me, I think it's ugly, (soâ?.)
Gimme a rusty old rain silo
Gimme good food that sticks to my bones
Thank you for that good good man who loves me
With dirt on my hands and scr*pes on my knees
The feeling at night when I wash it all clean
I'm telling ya girls, its a beautiful thing
Trust me, it's far from ugly
Eighteen wheels and an open road
I sing my songs all across the country
'Cause these people trust me...
So give me
Gimme a rusty old rain silo
Gimme good food that sticks to my bones
Thank you for that good good man who loves me
With dirt on my hands and scr*pes on my knees
The feeling at night when I wash it all clean
I'm telling ya girls, its a beautiful thing
(Trust me, it's far from ugly...)
