Lyrics

Ellie, call me up on the weekend It'd be good to catch up with you I know you miss Mississippi, and it's overdue I confess I've got another agenda Word travels fast when there's nothing to say Bad news still comes 'round in threes on your best day Everyone knows Everyone is talking Everyone is waiting on reactions to watch you sway Do you want to get angry? Do you want to get violent? Do you want to go back to your apartment and sleep for days? Ellie, don't hang up on me just yet You're gonna need a friend on your side right now All this would be more dramatic on payphones Or in hotel rooms outside of town I confess my heart is bleeding for you, kid It's like you only sing when the sky turns gray Bad news still comes 'round in threes on your best day Everyone knows Everyone is talking Everyone is waiting on reactions to watch you sway Do you want to get angry? Do you want to get violent? Do you want to go back to your apartment and sleep for days? Go on and have a good cry Put me on silent I'll be holding on the line for you either way Either way Ellie, call me up on the weekend Even if you don't have much to say Bad news still comes 'round in threes
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