I saw ten dead dogs on the side of the roadndriving late last night to your apartmentnand I thought it was an omennso I headed on back home andnwalked in circles 'round my roomnalone.nnAnd Oh my god, is this really what you want?nWould you tell us if it's not?nAnd could you rewrite the plotnand come and get us?nYeah, come and get us.nnShivering cold, I woke up in waternand wrapped myself around the toilet seat.nI spoke in tongues and took all my clothes off.nThe tops of my fingersntouched the tops of my toesnnAnd Oh my god, is this really what you want?nWould you tell us if it's not?nAnd could you rewrite the plotnand come and get us?nCause we can't stop doingnwhat we think we want,neven though we know it's not.nThis place is merely a subplotnto come and get us.nnI've never felt this way before.nAm I running away from whatnI've always been running towards.nBelief, believe in me, cause I don't knownif reason's ever gonna see why lovenwould come to die,nto leave.nnOh my god, is this really what you want?nWould you tell us if it's not?nAnd could you rewrite the plotnand come and get us?nCause we can't stop doingnwhat we think we want,neven though we know it's not.nThis place is merely a subplotnto come and get us.nnI watched the sky turn from bluento black to red and yellow toonbefore the purple dawn was filling up my room.nAnd for a brief moment,nI heard the whole earth groaningnlike there was somethingnthat it needed me to do.