Friday's dust
 Turned into a saturday's
 It wasn't meant to be this way
 It wasn't meant to end so late

 Friday's [bad word] 
 deal not brokered honestly
 Perhaps it's just a game they played
 Tell me they've not flown away

 All the hope
 And all the wonder
 All the strength that they can muster
 Won't go
 They won't get me down

 Their desire
 It seems they've got designs on me
 They never want me honestly
 They try to take me foolishly

 All the toys and [bad word] 
 All the dreams they [bad word] 
 Won't go

 Friday's dust
 Takes all the love we own