Texty: Ednaswap. Chordomatic.

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?