| Song | What If |
| Artist | Emilie Autumn |
| Album | A Bit O'This & That |
| Here you sit in your high-backed chair | |
| Wonder how the view is from there | |
| I wouldn't know 'cause I like to sit | |
| Upon the floor, yeah upon the floor | |
| If you like we could play a game | |
| Let's pretend that we are the same | |
| But you will have to look much closer | |
| Than you do, closer than you do | |
| And I'm far too tired to stay here anymore | |
| And I don't care what you think anyway | |
| ‘Cause I think you were wrong about me | |
| Yeah what if you were, what if you were | |
| And what if I'm a snowstorm burning | |
| What if I'm a world unturning | |
| What if I'm an ocean, far too shallow, much too deep | |
| What if I'm the kindest demon | |
| Something you may not believe in | |
| What if I'm a siren singing gentlemen to sleep | |
| I know you've got it figured out | |
| Tell me what I am all about | |
| And I just might learn a thing or two | |
| Hundred about you, maybe about you | |
| I'm the end of your telescope | |
| I don't change just to suit your vision | |
| ‘Cause I am bound by a fraying rope | |
| Around my hands, tied around my hands | |
| And you close your eyes when I say I'm breaking free | |
| And put your hands over both your ears | |
| Because you cannot stand to believe I'm not | |
| The perfect girl you thought | |
| Well what have I got to lose | |
| And what if I'm a weeping willow | |
| Laughing tears upon my pillow | |
| What if I'm a socialite who wants to be alone | |
| What if I'm a toothless leopard | |
| What if I'm a sheepless shepherd | |
| What if I'm an angel without wings to take me home | |
| You don't know me | |
| Never will, never will | |
| I'm outside your picture frame | |
| And the glass is breaking now | |
| You can't see me | |
| Never will, never will | |
| If you're never gonna see | |
| What if I'm a crowded desert | |
| Too much pain with little pleasure | |
| What if I'm the nicest place you never want to go | |
| What if I don't know who I am | |
| Will that keep us both from trying | |
| To find out and when you have | |
| Be sure to let me know | |
| What if I'm a snowstorm burning | |
| What if I'm a world unturning | |
| What if I'm an ocean, far too shallow, much too deep | |
| What if I'm the kindest demon | |
| Something you may not believe in | |
| What if I'm a siren singing gentlemen to sleep | |
| Sleep… | |
| Sleep… |
| Here you sit in your highbacked chair | |
| Wonder how the view is from there | |
| I wouldn' t know ' cause I like to sit | |
| Upon the floor, yeah upon the floor | |
| If you like we could play a game | |
| Let' s pretend that we are the same | |
| But you will have to look much closer | |
| Than you do, closer than you do | |
| And I' m far too tired to stay here anymore | |
| And I don' t care what you think anyway | |
| ' Cause I think you were wrong about me | |
| Yeah what if you were, what if you were | |
| And what if I' m a snowstorm burning | |
| What if I' m a world unturning | |
| What if I' m an ocean, far too shallow, much too deep | |
| What if I' m the kindest demon | |
| Something you may not believe in | |
| What if I' m a siren singing gentlemen to sleep | |
| I know you' ve got it figured out | |
| Tell me what I am all about | |
| And I just might learn a thing or two | |
| Hundred about you, maybe about you | |
| I' m the end of your telescope | |
| I don' t change just to suit your vision | |
| ' Cause I am bound by a fraying rope | |
| Around my hands, tied around my hands | |
| And you close your eyes when I say I' m breaking free | |
| And put your hands over both your ears | |
| Because you cannot stand to believe I' m not | |
| The perfect girl you thought | |
| Well what have I got to lose | |
| And what if I' m a weeping willow | |
| Laughing tears upon my pillow | |
| What if I' m a socialite who wants to be alone | |
| What if I' m a toothless leopard | |
| What if I' m a sheepless shepherd | |
| What if I' m an angel without wings to take me home | |
| You don' t know me | |
| Never will, never will | |
| I' m outside your picture frame | |
| And the glass is breaking now | |
| You can' t see me | |
| Never will, never will | |
| If you' re never gonna see | |
| What if I' m a crowded desert | |
| Too much pain with little pleasure | |
| What if I' m the nicest place you never want to go | |
| What if I don' t know who I am | |
| Will that keep us both from trying | |
| To find out and when you have | |
| Be sure to let me know | |
| What if I' m a snowstorm burning | |
| What if I' m a world unturning | |
| What if I' m an ocean, far too shallow, much too deep | |
| What if I' m the kindest demon | |
| Something you may not believe in | |
| What if I' m a siren singing gentlemen to sleep | |
| Sleep | |
| Sleep |