Empty Atlas - Sway 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 grey
Bad news still comes 'round in threes on your best day
Go on and have a good cry. Put me on silent
I'll be holding on the line for you 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