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)