Take one down not before you pick another up
All four tires stuck in the same muddy rut
You can blame it on all your tin friends
Tell white lies and try to remember them

Not much to say
Just another lonely quiet Whiskey Wednesday
Not much to say
Whiskey Wednesday…Whiskey

3 a.m. staring at the wall
Same damn wall you’ve drank with a million times before
How did it start will it end this way
Everybody’s outlook yours is dark and gray

Not much to say
Just another lonely quiet Whiskey Wednesday
Not much to say
Whiskey Wednesday…Whiskey

All alone in your bedroom
All alone inside that head…all four walls are closin in

Not much to say
Just another lonely quiet Whiskey Wednesday
Not much to say
Whiskey Wednesday…Whiskey

Every time you try and pick yourself
Can’t do it liquor cabinet shuts you off
A vicious cycle the wash won’t spin
Don’t clean those thoughts they’ll just get dirty again

All alone in your bedroom in your bedroom
All alone inside that head…all four walls are closin in
All alone in your bedroom in your bedroom
All alone inside that head…all four walls are closin in

Not much to say
Just another lonely quiet Whiskey Wednesday
Not much to say
Whiskey Wednesday…Whiskey

‘Copyright 2006 Justin Saragueta’