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.