Suburban Descent - I Lyrics

Driving down the mirrored street
She pulls into the driveway in her barely driven four wheel drive
She not yet met her neighbour

But if she stands up on her toes
She can just slightly see in through his halfway up the curtains
She feels as though she has

Jingling for the frontdoor key
She carries two bags in each hand
And dumps them on the counter
Upon what is it counting?

As she checks the messages
She seperates the black from colors
Then it ...

And though the thrill of life is lost
And abandoned her for many years
At least she had the fantasy and formality

He makes her feel together
He makes her feel once more

And time is short there is no time
She digs her nails into his back
And looks his ... into his soul
At least designs reflection

She feels the love explode away
Her ...

I wonder why she let her diamond in the sink