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?