Shelly Duvall
Emily Del Rio
Em’s not home Mrs. Torrance, I'm so tired, tired of this
And I'll be gone by the morning, I won't be missed
And I can't sleep, I can't eat
I can't make you happy
And there's a girl in my head
And she said everyone wants me dead
Em’s not home Mrs. Torrance, she’s in upstate New York
Days gone by for a while and she hasn’t called in to work
It’s not fair, it’s not right
Maybe she’ll call me tonight
I hope she’s fine, I hope she’s well
Someone said she was going through hell