| Song | A Letter from a Friend |
| Artist | Emilie Autumn |
| Album | Your Sugar Sits Untouched |
| Precious thing | |
| I long for nothing more | |
| Than to be your friend | |
| But I am not good | |
| As you are | |
| For I think | |
| Where I should feel | |
| And I am not | |
| Innocent | |
| As you would think | |
| For I try | |
| To turn your head | |
| And I never stop | |
| And I see you happy | |
| And I wish you well | |
| But in my wish | |
| Is my invitation | |
| To a different dream | |
| And I wonder | |
| If I care for you at all | |
| Not to leave you alone | |
| Where you are | |
| Content | |
| And I long for nothing more | |
| Than to be your friend | |
| But if you accept my gift | |
| You will ruin it | |
| And I will not give you | |
| What I promised | |
| Because | |
| I can’t | |
| But I will always | |
| Offer | |
| And I will always | |
| Deny it | |
| Because I have a most convenient | |
| Guise | |
| Of friendship | |
| Should you slip | |
| I should slay you | |
| Like all the others | |
| And still I rain | |
| And say "walk my way" | |
| Because I adore | |
| Where I have no right | |
| But I ask you to become | |
| Worse than you are | |
| And neglect to mention | |
| That I adore the part of you | |
| That does not | |
| Love me | |
| For I long for nothing more | |
| Than to be your friend | |
| Yet I long for everything | |
| Friends will never be | |
| I think I may be | |
| Cruel | |
| But if I harm none I am | |
| Only evil | |
| And it hurts not to know if I am | |
| Terrible | |
| Or only | |
| In love |
| Precious thing | |
| I long for nothing more | |
| Than to be your friend | |
| But I am not good | |
| As you are | |
| For I think | |
| Where I should feel | |
| And I am not | |
| Innocent | |
| As you would think | |
| For I try | |
| To turn your head | |
| And I never stop | |
| And I see you happy | |
| And I wish you well | |
| But in my wish | |
| Is my invitation | |
| To a different dream | |
| And I wonder | |
| If I care for you at all | |
| Not to leave you alone | |
| Where you are | |
| Content | |
| And I long for nothing more | |
| Than to be your friend | |
| But if you accept my gift | |
| You will ruin it | |
| And I will not give you | |
| What I promised | |
| Because | |
| I can' t | |
| But I will always | |
| Offer | |
| And I will always | |
| Deny it | |
| Because I have a most convenient | |
| Guise | |
| Of friendship | |
| Should you slip | |
| I should slay you | |
| Like all the others | |
| And still I rain | |
| And say " walk my way" | |
| Because I adore | |
| Where I have no right | |
| But I ask you to become | |
| Worse than you are | |
| And neglect to mention | |
| That I adore the part of you | |
| That does not | |
| Love me | |
| For I long for nothing more | |
| Than to be your friend | |
| Yet I long for everything | |
| Friends will never be | |
| I think I may be | |
| Cruel | |
| But if I harm none I am | |
| Only evil | |
| And it hurts not to know if I am | |
| Terrible | |
| Or only | |
| In love |