| Plucked strings on porches 
A poor boy's choir 
My blood's at a boil 
There ain't no fire 
I just love the way the light beams in 
But I got bad news, I'm fearing friday again. 
Choking on some bourbon when you roll up 
Said, "boy, you got a face it, you's ain't that tough" 
Theres a house hoppin' on the edge of town 
I'm revved up, thirsty, and ready to drown. 
I got a fear, dear, that it's gonna end 
Won't you get angry at me? 
Say you love me again 
I got a fear, dear, that it's a friday spark 
You only love me like you mean it 
When it's after dark 
Woo... 
We can hide out tonight, out 
Where the trees get clear 
Those please-you-eyes 
Are a man's worst fear 
Theres a namesake on your heart's gravestone 
Saturday's coming, I fear I'm waking alone. 
I got a fear, dear, that it's gonna end 
Won't you get angry at me? 
Say you love me again 
I got a fear, dear, that it's a friday spark 
You only love me like you mean it 
When it's after dark. 
I got a fear, dear, that it's gonna end 
Won't you get angry at me? 
Say you love me again 
I got a fear, dear, that it's a friday spark 
You only love me like you mean it 
When it's after dark. 
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