Just One of Those Fridays

I'm sitting on a train going home now
I'm feeling down, no one to tell it to
It's ten to five, the fourth of December
All that I want is to be next to you
I guess it's just one of those Fridays
A day when nothing seems to have gone right
Just one of those overtired Fridays
When all we say ends in a fight

Last night - that was one of the good times
Today is the day after that
I'm fearing reversal of lifestyle
I don't ever want to go back
Am I going backwards?
Conclusions end finales at the start
The vacuum cleaner chokes dust on to the carpet
My arteries pump blood into my heart