text: The first time I came over I was bitten by your dog
  You weren’t even there ’cause you were walking in the fog
  I call you up and plead and beg and talk to your machine
  My friends say not to bother when you’re acting pretty mean
  But I don’t need to bother you, no I won’t play that part
  I just want access to the inside of your heart
  Access to your thoughts on the way that I should be
  So I could start to change and maybe you could access me
  Access me
  You could tell me all about all the things you did at work
  The guy who sits beside you and how he’s acting like a jerk
  And you don’t have to open up the secrets of your soul
  But if that’s the place you want me I’d be glad to pay the toll