Loud کے بول

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