Siren or Providence?

Walking toward a sunset
The sun walking toward the night
And I'm walking toward certain death
And a polluted sky full of neon light
What an intoxicating pink
And I don't even have time to think
Why don't I want you?

And in a day it will be the same thing
Again and again and again and again
And I will scorn again the same things
I will wipe again my soiled hands
And what a ridiculous thing
And I don't even have time to think
Why don't I want you?

And the train skipped all its stations
Said "you've got to get out of this relationship"
If you're being honest then I must
Hold you to your biting lip
Did you think you could say all that
And suffer no consequence?

Now Philadelphia is calling
Is it siren or providence?
Do you run away to freedom or bind your own hands?