Ugly

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 Trust me, it's so so ugly Picket fence, two car garage The man that she don't love But he makes six figures She thought he'd fix her But that iron gate feels more and more Like an old bird cage than a way To keep her out of danger So she takes to liquor Nor the champagne brunches and upper class shine Can't keep a woman satisfied Swimming pools and bows and braids And the baby thinks her mom's a live-in maid If you ask me, it's so so ugly So give me a rusty old grain silo Give me good food that sticks to my bones Thank you for that good good man who loves me With dirt on my hands and scrapes on my knees The feeling at night when I wash it all clean I'm telling you girls, it's 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... So give me a rusty old grain silo Give me good food that sticks to my bones Thank you for that good good man who loves me With dirt on my hands and scrapes on my knees The feeling at night when I wash it all clean I'm telling you girls, it's a beautiful thing Trust me, please trust me It's far from ugly