Marietta - Upstate

[Oh my god, you won’t believe what came in the mail

No

Yeah

Who sent it?

No, I don’t even have to say it

Don’t say it

Yeah

She’s gonna freak out

Wait, he said what?

Yeah

No

It’s fine

You got a letter

When did it come?]

I got your postcard from St. Louis

It was nice of you to send

I love the way you signed it

'Dear old friend' (Dear old friend)

Hope you’re thinkin' of me fondly

When you make it to L. A

Remember how we joked about

Us living there someday?

(Ugh, he’s the worst)

Don’t you go and write me a letter from

Marietta, Georgia where you don’t sleep alone

I made peace with your travels

My composure unravels

Starin' at that postal code

I’m here and you’re gone

And I believe that’s for the better

And I’m content to be your pawn

With each sweet halfhearted gesture

But I don’t need to know the weather

Down in Marietta

Dear, I don’t need to know the weather

Down in Marietta

I expect a call from Eugene

With a case about the clouds

And an echo 'cross the country

When you shout my name out loud

And my, my, when you’re in Telluride

I’ll be waitin' on a snowy card

That mountain air, it can’t keep ya long

Well, you got my sincerest regards

Don’t you go and write me a letter from

Marietta, Georgia where you don’t sleep alone

I made peace with your travels

My composure unravels

Starin' at that postal code

I’m here and you’re gone

And I believe that’s for the better

And I’m content to be your pawn

With each sweet halfhearted gesture

But I don’t need to know

The weather down in Marietta

Dear, I don’t need to know the weather

Down in Marietta

And now I’m thinkin' you don’t like me

And that’s fine, I’m happy here (I'm so happy here)

I prefer New England seasons

And my vision’s getting clear

Forget me and my troubles

Don’t pretend you miss this face

This is the last time I’ll be writing

Please don’t talk about that place

Don’t you go and write me a letter from

Marietta, Georgia where you don’t sleep alone

I made peace with your travels

My composure unravels

Starin' at that postal code

I’m here and you’re gone

And I believe that’s for the better

And I’m content to be your pawn

With each sweet empty-hearted gesture

And I don’t care to know

The weather down in Marietta

Dear, I don’t care to know the weather

Down in Mar-

Down in Marietta

(Whoo-oo-hoo)