It's Friday, but feeling like a Sunday And the Wednesday is a sad, sad day And you say, I need to go away For wherever I go, my head will go And Wednesday was a sad, sad day I'm caught up in the hole of lonely hearts And burning coals up in my head No matter what I do, my love is gone My best friend is dead I'm caught up in the hole of lonely hearts And burning coals up in my head No matter what I do, my love is gone My best friend is dead He died on a Sunday But found on a Wednesday And his face turned blue On the Tuesday Was a hard, hard day We're living that Sunday And the Tuesday before the Wednesday Was a hard, hard day Was a hard, hard day Caught up in the hole of lonely hearts And burning coals up in my head No matter what I do, my love is gone My best friend is dead Caught up in the hole of lonely hearts And burning coals up in my head No matter what I do, my love is gone My best friend is dead Oh, it's Friday But feeling like a Sunday And the Wednesday is a sad, sad day