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 bloodstone
