Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Emily


What’s the matter, Emily
Are you afraid of the dark
Isn’t this familiar, Emily?
I think I’ve been where you are

It’s a long and lonely road
And there’s nowhere to run
You’re surrounded by the consequences
Of the one you have become

What’s the matter, Emily
Why the hell are you calling me

You’re the one who left me
Hangin’ on, all alone
When I needed somebody
You wouldn’t pick up the phone
You’re the one who stood idle
As I was forced to walk away
Never once did I hear, “I’m sorry,”
Or ever was I asked to stay

Now the shoe is on the other foot
And you’re crying out for help
The demons dance and laugh and sing
As they’re putting you through hell

What’s the matter Emily
Are you beginning to see
The roles are now reversed
And you’re calling out to me

What’s the matter, Emily
Are you surprised at what you see?

You’re the one who left me
Hangin’ on, all alone
When I needed somebody
You wouldn’t pick up the phone
You’re the one who stood idle
As I was forced to walk away
Never once did I hear, “I’m sorry,”
Or ever was I asked to stay

I don’t feel like being the bigger man
As far as our friendship goes…
Let this fucker burn…

You’re the one who left me
Hangin’ on, all alone
When I needed somebody
You wouldn’t pick up the phone
You’re the one who stood idle
As I was forced to walk away
Never once did I hear, “I’m sorry,”
Or ever was I asked to stay

What’s the matter, Emily?
Are you afraid of the dark?


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