Quicksand

Bbm
 Why, in East A
            Ab                        Gb
There's a little girl dreaming of her family
Bbm
 She says, "The system won't give love for me
 Ab                             Gb
Another lost soul's what you'll wind up being"
Bbm
 Later on, in her teenage years
        Ab                                Gb
After a million disappointments and some dried up tears, yeah
Bbm                       Bb
 Ran to the streets to be safe from fear
     Ab
Of another group home that she'll wind up leaving

Bbm        Db                Ab
 No, don't got no chance at life
           Gb
No, might just end up dying
Bbm     Db            Ab
 No, no parents or no rights
        Gb
So, so hold back from crying

Bbm              Db                Ab
 Been falling in quicksand all her life
             Gb               Bbm
Hoping for a hand to pull her out
              Db               Ab
She tried to leave this world behind
         Gb
But the ground is caving
Bbm       Db    Ab   Gb      Bbm    Db Ab    Gb
She don't got nobody like you do (Yeah, yeah)

Bbm               Bb
 Then she finally falls in love
Ab                              Gb
What is love really when you're high on drugs?
Bbm                   Bb
 He taught her how to hold a gun
       Ab                            F
And to keep her hand steady while he bags the money
Bbm              Db
 Knock the dirty mattress down
Ab                             Gb
Hundred dollar bills and they roll around
Bbm                 Db
 Police are kicking down the door
    Ab                    Gb
She got tripped up and he takes off running

Bbm        Db                Ab
 No, don't got no chance at life
           Gb
No, might just end up dying
Bbm     Db            Ab
 No, no parents or no rights
        Gb
So, so hold back from crying

Bbm              Db                Ab
 Been falling in quicksand all her life
             Gb               Bbm
Hoping for a hand to pull her out
              Db               Ab
She tried to leave this world behind
         Gb
But the ground is caving
Bbm       Db    Ab   Gb      Bbm    Db Ab
She don't got nobody like you do (Yeah, yeah)

Bbm Db Ab Gb x2

Bbm
 Beat down, another night in juvie
Fm                           Gb
On her own again, saying, "I wish they'd shoot me"
Bbm          Ab
Still got no place to go
                              Gb
No white picket fence she can call her home

Bbm              Db                Ab
 Been falling in quicksand all her life
             Gb               Bbm
Hoping for a hand to pull her out
              Db               Ab
She tried to leave this world behind
         Gb
But the ground is caving
Bbm       Db    Ab   Gb      Bbm    Db Ab    Gb
She don't got nobody like you do (Yeah, yeah)
Bbm       Db    Ab   Gb      Bbm    Db Ab    Gb
She don't got nobody like you do (Yeah, yeah)

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