Tuesday

Left Georgia for Tennessee when I was 18
Met a girl named Tuesday who shined her light on me
She was 5'9" with a storm in her eyes
And of all the shoulders on which she could've cried
She picked mine
She picked mine

Now I wish that I hadn't stepped down and lied
When I acted like it was nothing to me
And if I could only go back in time
I'd rewrite our whole story

Well her mama caught wind that her daughter's friend
Might be of the wrong persuasion
Next thing I know her mama's calling, telling her daughter
Just the thought of it made her sick over the toilet

Instead of backing me up, Tuesday melted right down
Asked me to write her mother "Wednesday's sorry for the
Confusion, but of course there had been no sin"
And to emphasise how much I loved Jesus and men

How I wish that I hadn't stepped down and lied
When I acted like it was nothing to me
'Cause that night for the first time I took a knife
To the paper-thin skin on my arm

Oh my lord, oh my Christ, is this the end?
I heard myself cry from the tile
The darkness of eternal night started closing in
And I thought surely no future exists

Tuesday, now I hardly think of you
But when I do, I only think of shame
And girl, I tell you, if I could do it again
I sure as hell wouldn't do it the same

Now I cannot believe that I stepped down and lied
I should have told you I loved you
And now I know that your shame's not mine
And I am perfect in my lord's eyes

For a decade I let you live in my head
But with this exorcism I put our story to bed
And one more thing, if you ever hear this song
Tell your mama she can go suck an egg