For MC, an older one from The National that seems to fit with paternal transference:

"It's a terrible love, and I'm walking with spiders
It's a terrible love and I'm walking in
It's a terrible love, and I'm walking with spiders
It's a terrible love and I'm walking in its quiet company."

And regarding my e-mails, I'll add one from James:

"Say something, say something, anything
I've shown you everything
Give me a sign
Say something, say something, anything
Your silence is deafening
Pay me in kind..."