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 nights whiskey in the air
She could hear him carrying on and cussin’
Then the woman in the mirror said
You gotta get out of here

Cause you’ve been
Broken down and kicked around
One too may times
You finally found the strength 
And he ain’t gonna break your faith

She said I might go back to school 
I know you take me for a fool
Despite what you say
Something occured to me today 
Guess what…

I am pretty

He took a drag off his cigarrette
With that patronizing look on his face
He said…awww here we go again
You got that little suitcase in your hand
Let me guess…you’re gonnna find your dreams today

She said, you know I just might
But either way I’m gonna get out..I’m gonna get out
of this god forsaken place

Cause I’ve been
Broken down and kicked around
One too may 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 take me for a fool
Despite what you say
Something occured to me today 
Guess what…

I am pretty