The Walkabouts - Cul-De-Sac lyrics

Two years since it snowed The streets are slush and dirt They bleed like strangers When you first came home There were seashells in your eyes We took things real slow But now, you've bought their bill of goods It's the same old sh** 'cept the end is quick You seem to love it on your lips If you could just stand up We'd rise forever Cul-de-sac Better watch your back My heart's a dead-end All memory is cursed The river use to freeze We walked on thick ice And rememberin' is worse I've lived to save the dead And not the livin' Cul-de-sac Better watch your back My heart's a dead-end Flint n' bone n' tin Ya' started stut-te-rin' again Knife prayers n' blistered nerves The last words that you heard As you loosened from the world Can I get a witness?