Bipolar Emily

Something happened to Emily Walking home last night Put a hand on her mouth A gun to her head With no one in sight Bipolar Emily You sure get knocked down a lot And bipolar Emily She always gets back up She took the same path home everyday He'd been watching her for awhile Chat chat on the celly phone But she had a pretty smile And Emily kicked and she clawed and screamed As he tore at her clothes She kneed that jerk right in the nuts 'Cause that's how the story goes Bipolar Emily Just thought you deserved a song Goodbye, Mrs. Emily You're forgotten but you're not gone And someday Mrs. Emily Will you teach me to be that strong? Looking down the barrel of a 9mm I think I'd have gone along Goodbye Mrs. Emily Just thought you deserved a song Because Bipolar Emily She's forgotten but she's not gone