Sway by Empty Atlas 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
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