Deciding to go with the idea she'd had last week (of taking a pop song and going rock/metal with it), Ellis decided to try to focus more on her clean vocals this week, while still making sure to have a small piece of the song showcasing her impressive screaming vocals.
Feeling nerves threatening to take over, she reached into the pocket of the tiny denim shorts she wore, fishing out a photo of herself standing with Arizona, Erin, and Kate. Her girls. Her very heart and soul. No matter if she won or lost here... it suddenly didn't matter that much. Not when she knew she had this family to go home to. "Alright, Ellis..." She mumbled to herself. "Let's do this."
She strode out onto the stage brimming with confidence, her Fender hanging at her side. "Friends come and go, friends come and go Go like the seasons I never know, I never know what to believe in And it's getting old, it's getting old But no hard feelings 'Cause friends come and go, friends come and go without a reason And I, I've been in L.A. for way too long Can't get this air inside my lungs It feels like I'm suffocatin' from all the lack of the realness here Is there anybody real out here? Got my middle, middle up while I'm singing" She thought about the kids that used to pick on Erin. And how, now that she was growing into a beautiful young woman, those same kids would likely now want to be friends. She thought about her own days as a weird tomboy, and how nobody liked her until she got "hot". Those fake, horrible users, She hoped that this song, as vulgar as it could be, would inspire others to not buy into the shit those people dished out. "Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em Only thing they're good for is leaving Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em I've had it up to the ceiling Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em Only thing they're good for is leaving And I ain't got the time, money on my mind I'll say it to your face, fuck fake friends And lately I've been dealin' with mad stress Comes with the territory of a Hollywood address Is anybody real here? I need some fact checks I need more realness, need you to act less 'Cause they deserve Oscars, so many imposters What's up with guest lists? Can I come to your concerts? We all got demons, I'm dealin' with monsters I've taken every picture, signed titties and signed shirts But at the same time I know I'm blessed to be here So let's just be clear, how many kids wish they had this spot I got success, it's not a sandy beach chair Be careful with the people you meet here, I'm sayin'" She strummed away at her guitar, not worrying about anything except having fun, and performing like the bad-ass she felt like. This was the kind of life she'd wanted as a teen, before finally embracing medicine. "Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em Only thing they're good for is leaving Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em I've had it up to the ceiling Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em Only thing they're good for is leaving And I ain't got the time, money on my mind I'll say it to your face, fuck fake friends We don't need 'em And I ain't got the time, money on my mind Say it to my face, don't pretend And I ain't got the time, money on my mind I'll say it to your face, fuck fake friends And I ain't got the time, money on my mind Say it to my face, don't pretend And I ain't got the time, money on my mind I'll say it to your face, fuck fake friends Is there anybody real out here? Got my middle, middle up while I'm singing Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em Only thing they're good for is leaving Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em I've had it up to the ceiling Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em Only thing they're good for is leaving And I ain't got the time, money on my mind I'll say it to your face, fuck fake friends" As she hit the last note on her guitar, she beamed a bright smile to the judges, before looking out to the crowd. "Thank you!"