Good things come knockin' Just when you're down on your knees You darken the doorway Now it feels like rinse and repeat
'Cause we had no choice A fate that one can't avoid Left paranoid Tell myself I still know your voice
'Cause I'd see you on Friday If I had it my way I'd be right where you lay alone I can't stand the mourning In many ways, it's without warning I swear, when everything was overgrown You were my bloodstone
Caught on the upswing They say fortune favours the bold Well, call me an angel 'Cause these days I'm sinking so low
'Cause it was all for real Memories that time can't conceal And it was a raw deal Nothing can change how that feels
'Cause I'd see you on Friday If I had it my way I'd be right where you lay alone I can't stand the mourning In many ways, it's without warning I swear, when everything was overgrown You were my bloodstone
And I'll still see you on Fridays As I'm tryna make my way Even if I can't talk to you on the phone You're still my bloodstoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
