Tera Hinzman

{Spoken Intro} (talk this part out) G I wanted to write a song for all my badass girls out there. You know the kind G not Maybelline women. G Theyre not born with it, no. (Music Starts guitar) G G These ladies have been pushed around way too long. But were done with that. C G G Were standin up, shakin it off, walkin out but before we do? C G G Were puttin on our freakin lipstick. [Verso 1] G Im not that girl that you see G In a Vogue magazine, C And I surely wasnt born with it C Like some Maybelline. D I dont mind gettin dirty, D Workin hard and breakin a sweat G I love the smell of exhaust G G And the fumes of gasoline, Hell yes. G I like playin hard and gettin muddy, I like dressin up and lookin purdy, C Im sugar, steel, and stubborn pride C Am Try and stop me, honey. [Pré-Refrão] G {CM9} I may be slow at gettin ready, Emadd9 But when it comes to wit, Im quick. D Dont even think youre gonna drive G I was raised shiftin that stick. [Refrão] G Cause its guts, grit, and lipstick, {CM9} Baby, thats my holy trinity. D Boots on the ground and a fire in my chest, G No ones ever breakin me. G Yeah, I patch my own damn heartbreak, {CM9} Wipe my tears with a whiskey sip D Then I stand up tall, Flip my hair, G And put on my lipstick. G [Verso 2] G Ive been talked down, walked on, G And underestimated twice. C But pressure makes a diamond C And I aint here to play it nice. D I know my worth, I know my voice, D I know how far Ive come G From little girl to woman strong, G And Im just gettin started, hon. [Pré-Refrão] G Yeah, Ive been bent but never broken, G I rise up every time Im hit. C You better buckle in beside me C Im a whole lotta woman with grit. [Refrão] G Cause its guts, grit, and lipstick, C Baby, thats my holy trinity. D Boots on the ground and a fire in my chest, G No ones ever breakin me. G Yeah, I patch my own damn heartbreak, C Wipe my tears with a whiskey sip D Then I stand up tall, Flip my hair, G And put on my lipstick. Instrumental: G C D G [Ponte] G So heres to the girls with scars, G The ones who fight and bleed. G Am Heres to the queens with calloused hands G Doin what they need. G Heres to the ones who wont back down, C Who walk through fire thick G D We run on faith, A little rage, G G And cherry-red lipstick. [Refrão] G C Its guts, grit, and lipstick, C And you can bet we dont quit. G We got big dreams, tough hearts, wild souls, G And we aint done yet. G Yeah, well rise up from the wreckage, C Turn every bruise into a gift D Stand up tall, Own it all, G G C D G G C C And put on our lipstick.