You Win, I Quit

I'm Certain You Let My Hands

Wander Your Hips…

Just To Leave Me Desperate Now

I Remember Your Thread Thin Arms

I Remember Your Hands

And How Easily It Seemed To Me

That They Could Rip Me Open



Baby, I'm Falling Away

Baby, I'm Falling Away



Wasted My Septembers With You Stuck Up In My Head

Raced The Days Closed In The Hopes That The Mornings Would Swell Again

Don't Offer Me Rewards Dear, That's A Weight That I Don't Need



I've Seen Stronger Men Draped Over Your Shoulder

So Filled With Praises, To Drunk To Leave



Baby, I'm Falling Away

Baby, I'm Falling Away



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 Loud