Merchandise - End of the Week lyrics

At a fork in the road Given one more chance On the cusp of love and circumstance When you're standing still Does it make sense To stay here and wait for someone else If it's out of my sight She's out of my mind And I'll bet your guess is as good as mine It's the end of the week I can hear it drone Oh it starts again alone Your friend was calling me again Another week Like an empty street Against the world I won't compete Summer is gone Turned into Fall But home's the coldest place of all If there's somebody there Show me a sign Cause it seems the world has gone and died It's the end of the week And love is free But it's all the same to me Your friend was calling me again