Monday's child is mending its broken heart again
Through with every word they never said
Monday's child never meant to let her go again
Fair of face means nothing when you're broken
Don't need the validation
Don't need the vindication
Chasing the high
Don't need an explanation
'Cause it was all for nothing
But something felt right
And they say 'pick yourself back up'
But maybe the winding road will wind you together
'Pick yourself back up'
But maybe the winding road will wind you back
Tuesday's child is teaching itself to love a little less
Turn off all the tears, they're just regret
Tuesday's child wants to hold him
Tuesday's child's arms are open
But full of grace means nothing when you're broken
And they say 'pick yourself back up'
But maybe the winding road will wind you together
'Pick yourself back up'
But maybe the winding road will wind you back
Staring in the mirror at the figure he was
And she's a believer, nobody's seen her like this
Staring in the mirror at the figure he was
And she's a believer, nobody's seen her like this
Like this
And they say 'pick yourself back up'
But maybe the winding road will wind you together
'Pick yourself back up'
But maybe the winding road will wind you back
'Pick yourself back up'
But maybe the winding road will wind you together
'Pick yourself back up'
But maybe the winding road will wind you back