"...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