she walked through my broken door
i was drunk, sprawled out on the floor
i poured her a cheap dry white wine
when me laid back i lost my mind

it was on a wednesday night

she has eyes that make the gods look away
there is meaning in everything she say
i took her clothes off; she took of mine
when we made love i lost my mind
i lost my mind

it was on a wednesday night

i used to hear screams in my twisted dreams
but then i woke up and she was next to me
i was a broken man way broken beat-up soul
but that wont happen to me anymore
no more

it was on a wednesday night