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