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