She woke up one Sunday morning
She said a prayer and asked for strength
She put her makeup on just perfect
And for the first time in a long time
The mirror showed her grace
She heard him stirring in the kitchen
Last night's whiskey in the air
She could hear him carrying on and cussing
Then the woman in the mirror said You gotta get out of here
She's been broken down,
kicked around One too many times you finally found the strength
And he ain't gonna break my faith She said I might go back to school
I know you'll take me for a fool Despite what you say
Something occurred to me today Guess what?
I am pretty
He took a drag off his cigarette
With that patronizing look on his face
And he said,
oh,
here we go again Got that little suitcase in your hand
But let me guess
You're gonna find your dreams today
And she said, you know,
I just might But either way
I'm gonna get out,
I'm gonna get out of this godforsaken place
I've been broken down,
kicked around One too many times I finally found the strength
And you ain't gonna break my faith She said I might go back to school
I know you'll take me for a fool
Despite what you say
Something occurred to me today
I've been broken down,
kicked around One too many times
Despite what you say Something occurred to me today
I am
pretty I am pretty
I am pretty