Friday Night

the camera spins around the room
 past all the faces that I've known
 I see their smiles in black and white
 in the dark, friday night
 my friend we share a secret:
 tonight the film is turning
 our shadows flashing through the halls
 through the stairwells
 clanking bottles
 it's friday night
 and there are tears in my eyes
 my friends and I
 are dancing in black and white
 we're lonely people you and me
 still we don't talk call too frequently
 sometimes when water's burning hot
 feels just like freezing cold
 but I know much of you
 you're my favorite asshole
 tonight we'll slip away without a word the way we do
 we know we'll find each other soon
 on friday night
 and there are tears in my eyes
 my friends and I
 are dancing in black and white