Whistler
Текст песни Emily

Emily I'm speaking but I know that you don't hear.
Emily I'd like to tell you how I've tried
Look at me I'm smiling at you, what is there to fear?
Or do you think we've all got things to hide?
Tell me who would you blame then Emily?
Do you think my parents are ashamed of me?

Emily I want you to be unhappy
Emily
Emily be unhappy Emily

Emily I'm asking do you think my life's a mess?
Are you qualified to me some advice?
How lovely that your glasses match
The flowers on your dress
Even though it isn't quite your size.
Shall I speak like a retard Emily?
Then will you think you understand me?

Emily I want you to be unhappy
Emily
Emily be unhappy Emily
Emily be unhappy Emily

Tell me who would you blame then Emily?
Do you think my parents are ashamed of me?

Emily I want you to be unhappy
Emily
Emily be unhappy Emily
Emily be unhappy Emily
Emily be unhappy Emily
Emily be unhappy Emily
Emily be unhappy Emily
Emily be unhappy Emily
Emily be unhappy Emily
Emily be unhappy Emily