famous to frances

Lyrics for famous to frances

I don't bring you up in most conversations It's too complicated for me to explain it We're somewhere between love and a "you up?" situation I try to keep that kinda thing on a need-to-know basis You're just a nickname to most of my friends My mom and my dad don't know you exist But you're famous to Frances, I tell her about you On every other Wednesday, 2:30 p.m. I sit on her couch, and we talk through the hard truth In that corner office right off of West End She thinks you're the worst and I hate to admit That I still kinda think you're the best But we're workin' on it Famous to Frances Famous to Frances Famous to Frances She looks up from her notepad and says I need boundaries But when it comes to us, guess I don't know what that means We go 'round in circles and walk out with a plan But she knows the next time I'm sayin' the same thing all over again Yeah, you're famous to Frances, I tell her about you On every other Wednesday, 2:30 p.m. I sit on her couch, and we talk through the hard truth In that corner office right off of West End She thinks you're the worst and I hate to admit That I still kinda think you're the best But we're workin' on it (Famous to Frances) Yeah, we're workin' on it Yeah, you're just a nickname to most of my friends My mom and my dad don't know you exist But you're famous to Frances, I tell her about you On every other Wednesday, 2:30 p.m. I sit on her couch, and we talk through the hard truth In that corner office right off of West End She thinks you're the worst and I hate to admit That I still kinda think you're the best But we're workin' on it Famous to Frances Yeah, we're workin' on it (famous to Frances) Famous to Frances We're workin' on it