Tuesday's Paper (acoustic)

I'll put you back down, amongst the weeds and daises I've lost what I had found, with you it was always maybe I'd cross the line for you, I'd do what angels do But you don't need me to, cause you already wandered What I'm about to say, might be a surprise to you But baby I'm a woman, not a door mat Blood flows through these veins, thoughts run through this mind I had a life that I was living If the circus is anything like you, I'll never fall again Together we have enough skeletons in our closet for all of America Pretty thoughts made the days go faster and kept me up the hill But when I crashed back down I found that Jack was never coming back for Jill It's Wednesday and you're Tuesday's paper, burning in the fire, keeping my toes warm The date on your back said best before I think it's best if I showed you the way back out the door I can't wade through all the things that I'm supposed to know I could try to read your mind, but buh ba da da da, I'm gonna let you go If the circus is anything like you, I'll never fall again Together we have enough skeletons in our closet for all of America Pretty thoughts made the days go faster and kept me up the hill But when I crashed back down I found that Jack was never coming back for Jill