If I hold on much
longer I might
break my hands I
must respect the
space you have but
you tread in my
lands And all things
aside I know we both
know where we stand
I'm stuck here And
you're there and
that's it
let it go
This quicksand it
pulls me under It
pulls me underneath
her And I'm learning
how to live with my
unintended consequences
While you're busy
jumping fences Afraid
to stay in one
spot for too long
Biting the bait
Pulling me down
Telling myself
to rebuild and
rebound Yet always
hoping to see you
my idea of safe and
sound But I'd rather
gamble lose all and
face death than fucking
rot here exhausted
from this waste of breath
I always waste my breath
This quicksand it
pulls me under It
pulls me underneath
her And I'm learning
how to live with my
unintended consequences
While you're busy
jumping fences Afraid
to stay in one
spot for too long
I'm trying hard
Real hard Everyday
not to lose
my temper
I'm trying hard
Real hard Everyday
not to lose
my temper
I'm trying hard
Real hard Everyday
not to lose
my temper
I'm trying hard
Real hard Everyday
not to lose
my temper