Lyrics

Mama taught me lipstick, Daddy taught me gears
Both of ‘em taught me how to stand right here
When the wind gets mean and the road gets rough
You don’t have to look tough to be tough enough

I like old screen doors and a new pair of heels
Cold creek water and a hot set of wheels
I’ll take wildflowers over a dozen red roses
And I know who I am, even if nobody knows it

I can turn a head if I want to
But that ain’t what I’m here to do

Pretty ain’t the point
But I don’t mind wearin’ it
Soft ain’t the same as weak
And I ain’t scared of either one
I can cry at a song, then change my own tire
Wear Sunday white and dance by a fire
You can call me sweet, you can call me wild
Both are probably right
I like a little shine, but when it comes down to it
Pretty ain’t the point

I’ve loved one wrong and I’ve left one right
I’ve said “I’m sorry” and I’ve picked a fight
I’ve slammed a door, then turned around
’Cause pride gets lonely when the sun goes down

I don’t need savin’, but pull me in close
I ain’t too proud to need somebody most
Give me a man who can laugh when I tease him
And knows when to hold me without needing a reason

I ain’t hard to understand
Just don’t mistake the dress for the woman I am

Pretty ain’t the point
But I don’t mind wearin’ it
Soft ain’t the same as weak
And I ain’t scared of either one
I can cry at a song, then change my own tire
Wear Sunday white and dance by a fire
You can call me sweet, you can call me wild
Both are probably right
I like a little shine, but when it comes down to it
Pretty ain’t the point

Someday these blue eyes will show their years
These hands will carry a few more scars
Silver will find this chestnut hair
If I’m lucky enough to make it there

And if somebody asks what made me beautiful
I hope the mirror never gets the credit

‘Cause pretty ain’t the point
Love is, if you’re givin’ it
Truth is, if you’re livin’ it
And knowing when enough’s enough
It’s laughing too loud and loving too hard
Knowing your way home in the dark
It’s a little bit of heaven, a little hell I’ve raised
And standing by the choices that I made
Yeah, I like a little shine
But when it comes down to it…

Pretty ain’t the point

No, pretty ain’t the point
But honey…
It don’t hurt.