Conversations With Emily - Park

Hey pretty, what’s on your mind

Nothing here, an endless night

Fed up and sick, tired of me

My thin boy voice ruins everything

Oh sweetheart, don’t say such things

We don’t know who’s listening

Don’t talk, don’t smile

Just silently walk on by

My Emily says, oh lad

What has she done

To my darling innocent boy?

My favorite late night someone

I wish you were here to kiss me

And scream dammit lad, I need you back

Emily rolls over in bed and says

Is it really so bad?

Hey pretty are you secretly sad?

Questions I dare not ask

Fed up and sick, tired of this

Such simple things i miss

Oh sweetheart, don’t say such things

We don’t know who’s listening

The only thing that can fill this gap

Is the one who doesn’t want me back

My Emily says, oh lad

How long can this last?

As long as it takes to get that attention

So safe at last

I wish you were here to hold me

And scream, dammit lad, i need you back

Emily rolls over in bed and says

You don’t want that

So here’s my advice to you

This should’ve turned out different

But it didn’t, so get over it

But don’t you find it reassuring?

That one consolation growing

My darling boy, it won’t snow where she is going