Anxie: oh, Emma / Emma: Oh, Anxie Anxie: let me sing your vendetta / Emma: If you want, you can cry Anxie: and now it’s 2’o clock AM the bar is closing down she takes her 57th shot she wants to go for another round and she sounds like: Emma: With all the fucked up shit On this godforsaken planet Darling, we’ll stand tall together Cause you and I are... Anxie, Emma: finding what we’ve lost... just two girls, and three chords... finding what we’ve lost... just two girls, and three chords...

Anxie: first met her in a bar i caught a glimpse of her face from afar she seemed outright insane an aura that just could not be contained her voice roared throughout the air making everyone uncomfortable like she didnt even care but when she showed her smile her eyes shined off this blinding light of guile its no use cant believe im Falling in love twenty years of acting all tough thought i dont deserve this stuff there’s no way could i be Falling Down? told her, “i dont know what to do” she said, Emma: “Darling, what can you do?” Anxie: my heart breaks in two! what am i turning into? maybe all this has something to do with you this is nothing like before should i even ask for more im not sure if its something i should ignore im scared if its not something i asked for Emma: "Darling, let us make this count" Anxie: so you swore Emma: “Anxie.” i poured on till the rim filled it to the brim one shotted that motherfucker down went up to an open mic the world blanked and went white when i came to, there was nothing but laughter around but amongst the cringe as i continued to drunk sing out of tune on a hinge that girl caught my eye she wasnt making fun she could tell i wished to run she saw not what she saw but what i tried her laugh was genuine like she was cheering me on and i took that as a sign that i might not be a fuck up after all after i got off stage i awkwardly went back to the bar then footsteps and a manic dream girl clapping, Emma: “What’s for an encore!” my heart breaks in two! what am i turning into? maybe all this has something to do with you this is nothing like before should i even ask for more im not sure if its something i should ignore Anxie, Emma: My heart breaks in two! What am I turning into? Maybe all this has something to do with you This is nothing like before Should i even ask for more I'm not sure if its something I should ignore Anxie: this must be fear, or the lack thereof well then, this must be what they call love Emma.

Anxie: i got a guitar i can let out all my sorrows to i wonder if ill be alone again and by myself tomorrow too you know, dont you i play a song that no one recognize the tune of i’m thinking if this goes on i’ll just end it all already soon enough fuck self love then i met her! she spoke to my self deprecating ass, said Emma: “Darling, you're a wonderful girl More so than you think" Anxie: now i don’t trust in feelings or a love at first sight there’s just no way you can get head over heels after one night cause i refuse to believe that things could turn out alright oh this is way too much, this can’t be happening in my life i’m in a punk band, all the cool gals envy me or so i dream everyday but nobody acts friendly with me i think they resent me cause all i do is get drunk and spew nonsense listen to dead people play music better than i ever will dead people who no one around even knows the names of one day i’ll also be dead and forgotten like the rest Emma: “Darling, come closer” Anxie: she says while doing a german suplex Emma: “You're different than everyone else Just dumb enough to actually do something, just like me” Anxie: she looked me in the eyes and saw immeasurable fright i felt uncomfortable with all my Misery, my Plights cause i refuse to believe that things could turn out alright oh this is way too much, this can’t be happening in my life so then i withered away, an inseparable blight but when im with her i feel revived, she’s a hope that’s too bright still, i refuse to believe that things could turn out alright oh this is way too much, this can’t be happening in my life my father always said to me “be a good girl and good things will happen” and my piece of shit mom often yelled “youre only good for passing that bottle” what a fucking cunt hey, pa thats fucking bullshit oh oh oh hey, ma you were right the whole time oh oh oh Anxie, Emma: Hey, pa That's fucking bullshit Oh oh oh Hey, ma You were right the whole time Oh oh oh Hey, pa That's fucking bullshit Oh oh oh Hey, ma You were right the whole time Oh oh oh oh oh Anxie: guess i’m the fucking cunt now.

Emma: Darling With me, it's always 90 miles per hour All the fuccbois, toxic chads, old men in power Kill them when they yell "we can't allow her" They better fucking cower I can't control myself, darling Feels like I'm constantly falling But at least I can hear you calling Calling out 'two girls, and three chords' I almost killed a man again You almost got killed, drenched in champagne Something is off, but I can't explain So ‘stead we sing 'two girls, and three chords' It's a bad bad world You're a sad sad girl But why don't you give this thing a whirl? I'm a mad mad broad The whole world's just for naught So why can't we give this thing a shot Anxie You act like the definition of insanity Your tenacity keeps stretching like artery But never change! Even to mockery Instead show them fury Anxie: Emma i cant understand how you glow in the night Emma: Well, I believe inside every person there is light Anxie: but how come your shine is specially blinding and bright Emma: For that, there's no way but to fight Anxie, Emma: We saw the end of the world as we know it Streets filled with corpses of artists and poets No matter what, we'll live to outgrow this Chanting the same phrase - 'two girls, and three chords’ I almost killed a man again You almost got killed, drenched in champagne Something is off, but I can't explain So ‘stead we sing, 'two girls, and three chords' Emma: It's a fucked up world You're a fucked up girl But why don't you give this thing a whirl? I'm a fucked up broad The whole world's just fucked up So why can't we give this thing a shot.

Anxie: so im 20 years old and im spending my days writing bullshit songs and being fucking gay there’s no way out for me, i am stuck in this maze Emma: There's got to be a better life Anxie, Emma: All I want is to be your wife Emma: Wake up! Anxie: haven't i had enough? Emma: You gotta stop acting tough There's no way but a way up Anxie: “be a good girl and good things will happen to you” all my life i was lied to Emma: But you gotta wake up See what you can do Anxie: my music won't pay the bills oh, i almost got killed gotta scrounge up what they've spilled just dumb enough an idea to try too kitsch to live, too niche to die Emma: Oh, darling I'm sure we'll get by Anxie, Emma: You and I are gonna make it You and I are gonna kill it You and I can seize the moment Never die, darling You and I are gonna nail this You and I are gonna win this You and I can make it through this You can cry, darling Emma: Even if you didn't have it in you So you're UnPopular and unsafe That's your superpower Anxie, Emma: Set ablaze Anxie: Emma im stuck with no way out Emma: Be yourself and it's alright! Anxie: well i gotta stay alive Emma: "Anxie I know you'll never give up Never change and don't back down You're the only you around!" Anxie, Emma: It's just dialectics And we can form a synthesis, baby Get this Anxie: I'm your Boogie, you're my Pop Emma: But we're both fucked up Pen this Anxie: i'll turn you into song so we can dance the night away Emma: Darling, you can set ablaze! Anxie, Emma: You and I are gonna make it You and I are gonna kill it You and I can seize the moment Never die, darling You and I are gonna nail this You and I are gonna win this You and I can make it through this You can cry, darling Emma: Even if you didn't have it in you So you're UnPopular and unsafe That's your superpower Anxie, Emma: Set ablaze.

Anxie: i wrote a song about you based it on an Ab major scale i thought that expressed your mania in the best possible way just two girls, and three chords today, i played guitar for you ~~I SUCK BAD~~ and you laughed at me for it but just to see you smile was enough inspiration for the perfect confession that ill never mention i wanna be your Postpunk Girlfriend two girls, and three chords i wanna be your Postpunk Girlfriend two girls, and three chords what i think you need the most - a Postpunk Girlfriend finding what ive lost - two girls, and three chords. we listened to the same Wire song for hours yelling “Chorus!” at the top of our lungs and i think - and this i really do think it was the first real time i felt happy in my life i realized how i came to be diagnosed with cardiac arrest, a heart was what i lost then you gave it back to me with promise utmost to be forever together in harmonic overdose “Interrupting my train of thought Lines of longitude and latitude Define and refine My altitude” and i cried while drunk singing “I’ve got the spirit, but lose the feeling” then you handed back my guitar on instinct, we sung our memoir “...two girls, and three chords...” “...two girls, and three chords...” “...two girls, and three chords...” “...two girls, and three chords...” i wanna be your Postpunk Girlfriend two girls, and three chords i wanna be your Postpunk Girlfriend two girls, and three chords what i think you need the most - a Postpunk Girlfriend finding what ive lost - two girls, and three chords and here i thought i had killed the anxiety but looks like it came crawling back for seconds acting out my ego death, unfolding a tragedy but instead its a sin, and a familiar voice beckoned and i ran and i ran and i ran till i reached the podium dry heaving, i stared at the glaring audience couldnt find a trace of vomit, not even a modicum but searching for your guidance, i found confidence its just like singing a song you cant fix what already wasn’t wrong i tried everything, anything that i could do and at the end of it all, i found you finding what we’ve lost two girls, and three chords finding what we’ve lost two girls, and three chords finding what we’ve lost two girls, and three chords finding what we’ve lost two girls, and three chords.

Emma: Let's rob a bank And make 'em faint And form a Worker's Union, darling Violate our terms of agreements Set a fucking fire on your boss's room Raise a red flag Let’s get that bag So we can sing in unison, darling For a world where we don’t get weird looks When we hold each other’s hands in public Brought down to their level They'll be never none the wiser They'll frame it as terrorism I’d call us a fighter Reject their call of plea Darling, like dogs, be a biter So punch a nazi And Kill a Fascist. Kill a Fascist woah oh Kill a Fascist Anxie: Ah ah oh, Emma hit a neo-nazi with a handbag Ah ah Antifa never salute in front a dog tag Anxie, Emma: Ah ah Dilemma serve a molotov beside a bread Ah ah Agenda If it’s the two of us, I don’t mind ending up dead Anxie, Emma: Brought down to their level They'll be never none the wiser They'll frame it as terrorism I’d call us a fighter Reject their call of plea Darling, like dogs, be a biter So punch a nazi And Kill a Fascist. Kill a Fascist oh Kill a Fascist Kill a Fascist Kill a Fascist.

Anxie: there are snowing winter leaves it's a night on Christmas Eve darling, let's take the night off let's see how much shit we can wreck there are meteorites falling couples are crying baby, are we dying? knew this would happen soon enough the death of this speck on a speck oh this can only be a dream shit is falling apart at the seams but as long as i've got you by my side we'll stay inside and try to keep each other alive were you there at the end of December? when the world came crashing down when the city of Roma fell to Hades there weren't anyone left to grieve Revelations on Christmas Eve they couldn’t believe we wanted to leave. wish it’d snow till February pack my box with brewery let’s lie down and watch the stars die under this Aurora Borealis but you changed my life taught me how to fight told me that it’ll be alright and maybe it’s these pills i’m taking but for once, i didn’t feel like dying now everyone is scared you’re my only one whose ever there you’re an angel sent then i’ll be your Postpunk Girlfriend let’s fuck some shit up before the world ends we can stay inside and remember! and envision a world we’d want to be around bring this society down leave this world behind Anxie, Emma: oh were you there at the end of December? when the world came crashing down when the city of Roma fell to Hades there weren't anyone left to grieve Revelations on Christmas Eve they couldn’t believe we wanted to leave.

Anxie: one night in bed, i asked her “wrap your hands around my neck choke me so i can know what it'd feel if i was being killed by your hands” by her hands. she lift her head up, oh my God, she looks like such a wreck puts her hands on my shoulder and breaks down crying cause she understands “I understand.” though i can't trust in me that i will do what is right because of you, i now believe in the power of “might's” fairy tales, lucky charms and make believe can be alright but most important of all, i know that you happened in my life cause Emma is in my life.

Emma: A news of someone's suicide Another one bites the dust That wasn't her, must've been homicide The blood's on this world that's fucked up Oh, darling, let's go grab a bite Not in our usual place Sat down, we held our hands so tight We looked at each other's eyes, face to face I couldn't stop crying I couldn't stop fucking crying Oh, words cannot express Music's just a part Oh, Anxie, Anxie You're like a time bomb that won't die So we get weird looks Trust me, we're misunderstood Gets called a fag once You just blow up That is what they want I grab your arm and get outta there Knew you would've gotten yourself killed You are becoming just like me Oh darling, don't care what happens to myself But please, take care of yourself Can't handle the sight of you on the news What'll happen if you get renewed? I bring you to a dimly lit hotel room Your hands are still shaking There's no way I can let go Sat you down, your breathing gets worse And you just started fucking SCREAMING. And screaming And screaming And screaming And screaming Words could not express So that is what you start with It's gonna be alright It's gonna be alright The dark is too bright We can die together in this room Am I your woman or your doom? You can have klonopin I'll have risperidone And darling, even if there's nothing left of me You'll keep the best parts for me I once promised you, “you and I are gonna make it.” But for once, I became afraid if that hope had faded A flower cried, "Immanuel, i'm scared of this whole world And how else could I answer; "Angelica, I am more afraid of losing you." Emma: Winding the time cost... (Anxie: minding you the most) Emma: Two girls and three chords... (Anxie: two girls and three chords) Emma: Finding what you've lost... (Anxie: finding what i've lost) Emma: Two girls and three chords... (Anxie: two girls and three chords.) I'm not quite feeling like myself I'm not quite feeling like myself.

Anxie & Emma: Darling, the world may be ending But we’re still out here being cute as fuck

"...here’s for the encore." Anxie: Emma let me be your ever-lasting vendetta and when you lead us to our final march i could stay by your side Emma can i trust you’re really there? well, let’s find out before spring comes on the 21st of March i will lay down my pride love is learning what it means to change embracing what about us is strange Emma please be true. Emma you are like a self fulfilling prophecy when you wait out the winter in dungarees your light self perpetuates Emma you look after your dad’s manic depression and i got my mom’s alcohol obsession that’s where it all culminates guess the mental health is part of the chain a cycle that is outside our range then, Emma it’s up to you. Emma! i’m sorry for always screwing it up i never know when to call it enough but i’ve got you to blame for that Emma! what could i do to find and sing those three small words? maybe i should answer why i’m searching first retrace my steps, look back oh my God, my heart is in pain but that’s proof blood is flowing in my veins Emma it’s in view. and OHHHH perhaps my father did say true do good and good can happen to you but i cant just say you're my reward more like you invaded into my life yes, that's why ive been searching for those small three words to gift you the perfect wife! and i may fuck it up a dozen times even so, i won’t stop singing what's on my mind in other words; Emma!!! I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU