quicksand

with your feet so firmly planted in the quicksand
is it any wonder you're going down fast
did you ask yourself how such a happy man
could be so lonesome with all the friends he has


so you light yourself another cigarette
drink another beer just to try and forget
when the going gets rough and you've had enough
you crawl back into bed and cover up


dear, i wish that i could reach you
there's so much that i could teach you
sometimes i wish i didn't care
what i say just falls on deaf ears


there's no point in getting angry anymore
and i guess i'll go on living anyway
but there's no point in pretending it won't hurt me
as you turn around and walk the other way