Loud

[Matt Nathanson] You win, I quit I'm certain you let my hands wander your hips Just to leave me desperate now [Ingrid Michaelson] I remember your thread-thin arms I remember your hands And how easily it seemed to me They could rip me open [Matt Nathanson] Baby, I'm fallin' away Baby, I'm fallin' away [Ingrid Michaelson] Wasted my September With you stuck up in my head Raced the days closed In the hopes that the mornings would swell again [Matt Nathanson] Don't offer me rewards That's a weight I don't need I've seen stronger men draped over your shoulder So filled with praises and too drunk to leave [Ingrid Michaelson] Baby, I'm fallin' away Baby, I'm fallin' away [together] Cuz you were always good at putting words together About how you always liked me better when I never came around You were always good at putting words together And wearing them so loud Wearing them so loud [together] Baby, I'm fallin' away Baby, I'm fallin' away [together] Cuz you were always good at putting words together And how you always liked me better when I never came around You were always good at putting words together And wearing them so loud Wearing them so loud Wearing them so