Tuesday

Left Georgia for Tennessee when I was eighteen

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 callin', tellin' her daughter

Just the thought of it, it made her sick over the toilet

Instead of backin' me up, Tuesday melted right down

Asked me to write her mother and say sorry for the confusion

That, of course, there'd been no sin

And to emphasize 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 arms

Oh my Lord, oh my Christ, is this the end?

I heard myself cry from the tile

The darkness of eternal night started closin' 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 ya, if I could do it again

I sure as hell wouldn't do it the same

No, I cannot believe that I stepped down and lied

I should have told you I loved you

And now I know that your shame was 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