Cul-de-sac

I've been leaving messages on an answering machine
In a house that's always empty, so I know nobody's listening
I've been confessing my transgressions over tape hiss
The silence makes me sick
No good can come from this

I'm letting go
Hanging on like poison ivy
Out of cold suburban concrete
From a careless urban sprawl
I'm letting go
You know we can't keep out of trouble
Thought my kids would call you uncle
Thought we'd never be alone

But I've got images of you inside my head
Outside of the gas station where we always used to shoplift
It's car-crash rhetoric
We fucked up everything we came in contact with
Just boyhood recklessness

I'm letting go
Hanging on like poison ivy
Out of cold suburban concrete
From a careless urban sprawl
Letting go
You know we can't keep out of trouble
Thought my kids would call you uncle
Thought we'd never be alone
I'm letting go

(If you walked me home)
Then you'd know how weak my arms got
I just can't carry you
(If you walked me home)
Well, I know that I'd have flashbacks
Of snow angels and gut laughs

(If you walked me home)
But you won't, you're all alone
On some bullshit "pill-bottle vision quest"
(If you walked me home)
Well I don't know when I would finally
Work up the backbone to walk alone

I'm letting go!
'Cause I loved you, but I have to
I'm letting go
You know we can't keep out of trouble
Thought my kids would call you uncle
Thought we'd never be alone
I'm letting go (if you walked me home)