The Ballad of Emily Jane
Jen de la Osa, Henry Beguiristain
Life can be a problem
When you’re eager to begin
And your chains have missed the mark
As you open all the windows
To a world you want to see
But you never need to touch
I know that you believe
That if the love you should receive
Would ever really be enough
Then the god of compromise
Would swiftly open up our eyes
And ease the diamond from the rough
So how can I convey
That you’re pissing it away?
What else can I say, Emily Jane?
What is too foolish to be said
Is sung by idiots instead
Who watch the world pass by from bed
You’re tumbling around
Inside dreams and paper crowns
Just live your life instead, Emily Jane