[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