Friday came bearing the weight of your love
The break of dawn promised me to be rough
The silver lining hid behind a cloud
I can hear the ache of your love aloud
Something in the way you move caught my eye
Seems graceful but the walk was sadly sly
I wonder why the bad seduce the good
The perfect villain lay under the hood
The ceiling cracked, the wall began to shake
The truth began to question my mere make
I wonder if the dark horse found its way
When love and hatred everyday do stray
Friday went bearing the weight of your world
Saturday came to make me tender old
