Sink

Am I working hard or am I hardly working

It's hard to feel like what I'm not

While I've been trying and trying to tell you

That I've come down with what you've got

I'd love to tell you it'll never happen

I'd love to tell you that I've got a cure

It's wearing thin when it's wearing nothing

But what it wins I'm still not sure

It won't be long til I slip and fall I'd rather that than rub me raw