Tuesday
Julien Baker, TORRESLeft Georgia for Tennessee when I was eighteen
Met a girl named Tuesday who shined her light on me
She was five foot nine with a storm in her eye
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 and say, "Sorry for the confusion"
That of course there had been no sin
To emphasize how much I love 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 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 hear this song
Tell your mama she can go suck an egg