Song for Mary Ellen Lyrics

She's always ten minutes late to the sunset

And I'm afraid I know why

She doesn't care 'til she sees there's a crowd, then

She'll make believe like she tried

She always says she could get into CrossFit

If only she had the time

Well I'm convinced she's a fake and she knows it

But I'm okay with her crimes

'Cause Mary Ellen doesn't know the way I feel about her is so fine

She's always shopping at Kmart for outfits

Because it's got such a vibe

And when she wears them, she'll say where she found it

To make it clear she's cut-price

Her best friend told me her perfect first date was

Some nice cuisine with white wine

Well, that's a shame, any man could've guessed it

Is that the best you could find?

'Cause Mary Ellen doesn't know the way to make her simple nature shine

But does she know the way she moves is keeping me alive?

I try to keep myself from watching, works 'bout half the time

She cultivates her quirkiness because it feels less dry

But behind the jokes, I've yet to meet the woman deep inside

'Cause Mary Ellen doesn't know there's more to life than laughing 'til you cry

She's always asking for Taylor at dances

As if the DJ was blind

And when he plays it, she'll scream every sentence

To prove they're burned in her mind

She scrolls through Bleacher Report every weekend

Pretends to read the headlines

So when her guy friends are like, "Did you see this?"

It doesn't feel like a lie

'Cause Mary Ellen needs to know the Patriots just won in overtime

She craves acceptance from the strangers she'd romanticize

And validation from the friends who never left her side

The way she orchestrates my mental state should be a crime

But no one else can drive me half as mad in twice the time

'Cause Mary Ellen doesn't know I think about our babies all the time

Mary Ellen

Mary Ellen

Oh, Mary Ellen

'Cause Mary Ellen doesn't know the way I feel about her is so fine