Quicksand

When I bring it up

You shut me out

So I keep on writing letters to myself

Are you doing alright

Are you burning out

Are you happy with the way it turned

Running out of you

Running out of you

And I know you'll be running out of me

Well are you hold up

Are you caving in

Are you happy with the way things have been

Running out of you

Running out of you

And I know you'll be running out of me

When it starts sinking in

Like quicksand

I can't stand

Watching the best of me

Go down with

The worst of

When it starts sinking in

Like quicksand

I can't stand

Watching the best of me

Go down with

The worst of you

Now are you doing alright

Are you burning out

Are you happy with the way things turned out

Running out of you

Running out of you

And I know you'd be running out of me

Running out of you

I'm running out of you

And I know you'd be running out of me