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Lyrics

Rain keeps drumming, a rhythm of despair
Tuesday morning symphony, a weight I can't bear
Steering wheel still warm, a ghost of her touch
Empty highway stretches, mirroring too much

'Cause it's Tuesday, and the wreckage ain't just steel
Shattered dreams and promises, a wound that won't heal
Wife with another, stealing the laughter from our home
This Tuesday torture drags me down, a place I can't call my own


Mailbox overflowing, eviction notice gleams
Bankers taking everything, not even a shred of my dreams
Used to have a future, painted in vibrant hues
Now it's Tuesday twilight, drowning in shades of blues

'Cause it's Tuesday, and the wreckage ain't just steel
Shattered dreams and promises, a wound that won't heal
Wife with another, stealing the laughter from our home
This Tuesday torture drags me down, a place I can't call my own

The whiskey's a liar, whispers comfort in my ear
But the truth hangs heavy, a future filled with fear
Empty chair at dinner, an echo in the hall
Just a broken man on Tuesday, with nothing left at all

'Cause it's Tuesday, and the wreckage ain't just steel
Shattered dreams and promises, a wound that won't heal
Wife with another, stealing the laughter from our home
This Tuesday torture buries me, a place I can't call my own

No strength to rise above it, no fight left in this heart
Just another Tuesday drowning, slowly falling apart
Rain keeps drumming, a lullaby of pain