Just Breathe

[Emma]
Note to self:
Don't be gay in Indiana
Big heads up,
That's a really stupid plan
There are places where it's in to be out
Maybe San Francisco or there about
But in Indiana, without a doubt,
If you're not straight,
then guess what's bound to hit the fan

Just breathe, Emma
Not everyone is that regressed
Just breathe, Emma
It wouldn't be high school without a test
Just close your eyes and count to ten
Go to your happy place, and then
Try not to combust
Just breathe

[spoken]

[Boy 1]
Hey, Emma! So, who is this girl you were gonna bring to the prom, anyway? Like, I didn't know we had more than one lesbo in town.

[Emma]
You don't know her. She's new here.

[Boy 2]
Like an exchange student?

[Emma]
Maybe.

[Boy 1]
Whoa! Then why don't you just, like, exchange her...for a guy?

[Boy 2]
Dude, nice!

[sung]

[Emma]
Note to self
Don't be yourself in Indiana
FYI
It's a crazy trick to pull
Who knew asking out a girl to the prom
Would go over just like an atom bomb
And make things much worse with your dad and mom
And who'd have ever thought
That could be possible

Just breathe, Emma
Remember that you need oxygen
Just breathe, Emma
You can ignore the state you're in
Just smile and nod, although they're jerks
Say Namaste and pray it works
And like we discussed
Just breathe

[spoken]

[Mr. Hawkins]
Okay, I have the state's attorney on the phone. I know you're scared. If I were you, I would be too. I'm not you, and I am. Like I said, this is a big deal. This isn't smoking behind the bleachers, this is a civil rights issue. You're like a gay, white Rosa Parks!

[Emma]
No, I am not. We'll take this one step at a time, okay? I'll be right there.

[sung]

Just breathe, Emma
Picture a beach with golden sand
Just breathe, Emma
Picture a Xanax in your hand
Try journaling
Or start a blog
Just end this inner monologue

Seethe, if you must
But just
Breathe