Текст: Primal Scream. Gentle Tuesday.

Shadow masking matters
Can't conceal the way you really feel
It doesn't fit our souls exist
That of they asked me how it is

New morning dew for you
Sweet honey hips your lips
Hold spells when cast they dwell
Like magic in your kiss

Confusion colours cruel designs
Unhappy girl, you're out of time

Gentle tuesday
Sad and lonely eyes
Gentle tuesday
See yourself tonight


Memories as fat as bees
Presents a mess of poison tears
A word unkind that tricks our minds
We really warned before your time

Happiness, nothing less
A universal way
Bad seeds but fruit are sweet
You choke on empty days
Confusion colours cruel designs
Unhappy girl you're out of time

Chorus (x2)