With a drink in her hand
She will stop her car and then
Seal herself for good in the garage

She's never leaving

There were times to be sure

It was so pure you might choke
But it's too late in the garage
The falling ceiling


And all the walls will fade to black
Could she be thinking of another now


Take my hand, pull me through
There's so much i left undone

But it's too late now in the garage

And all the walls will fade to black

Could she be thinking of another

They found her car still running

In the garage
She'd come so far to end her life
By the rusty mower and chicken wire

By the chicken wire and studded tire
By the rusty mower and chicken wire