[Intro] [clean electric guitar with chorus, syncopated rhythm] (Oh, oh, oh) (Hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah) (Hey, whoa, oh, oh, yeah) [Verse 1] [bass and drums enter] Tell me what's the deal, tell me Tell me what's the deal, tell me Tell me, tell me what's the deal, tell me I can't play these games no more I can't go on no more These questions that I have These questions I need answers to These questions I need answers to Answers to, answers to [Chorus] [vocal layering increases] And I can't stand this no, no I can't stand this hurricane storm Inside of my brain It's so hard to try to understand all of it And why do you play these games? And why am I, why am I stuck in your quicksand? Quicksand, quicksand, quicksand, quicksand, quicksand, quicksand [Verse 2] [guitar continues rhythmic pattern] And oh, I will drive all across the land And try to hold your hand And try to mend the things that needed mending I jump over the fence, I'm still fencing And I'm reminiscing, reminiscing about the things that were missing Ignition, kick the key in ignition Now we drifting, now we drifting Now we drifting past the lights that we see Inside of the lights that we blink Inside of the, inside of the lights that we see [instrumental break]
