I don't fall slow like I used to
I fall straight down
You've stolen my air catcher
That kept me safe and sound

My parachute's what got me
Safely to ground
But now the chord's not working
And I see you staring me down

I won't fall in
Love with falling
I will try to avoid those eyes

I think you would beat the moon in a
Pretty contest
And the moon just happened to be the
Very first thing that I missed

I was doing fine on my own and there
Wasn't much I lacked
But you've stolen my air catcher
And I don't know if I want it back

I won't fall in
Love with falling
I will try to avoid those eyes
Cause I'm not sure I
Want to give you
Tools that can
Destroy my heart

And the judges don't say
What you wanna hear
So I write my fears
And I don't believe
In talking just to breathe
And falling selfishly

I won't fall in
Love with falling
I will try to avoid those eyes
But now I'm here to
Give you words as
Tools that can
Destroy my heart