Her spine is tingling, her mind lingering

Way back a year ago,

The name's on the door, yeah she's changed a lot more

I'll tell you how I know

Later on we dropped her off, she was mad at first

In a fog, what does she want, to throw it in reverse



And with that boredom, the burden's grown too much

She waits for help to come, but nothing ever does

Later on we dropped her off, she was mad at first

In a fog, what does she want, to throw it in reverse



She'll let herself go, won't work it over

She'll burn the house down, then run for cover

She'll slip into a hot bath and then sleep



Later on we dropped her off

In a fog, what does she want?

What does she want?

What does she want