text: I dont fall slow like I used to
  I fall straight down
  Youve stolen my air catcher
  That kept me safe and sound
  My parachutes what got me
  Safely to ground
  But now the cords not working
  And I see you staring me down
  I wont 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
  Wasnt much I lacked
  But youve stolen my air catcher
  And I dont know if I want it back
  I wont fall in
  Love with falling
  I will try to avoid those eyes
  Cause Im not sure I
  Want to give you
  Tools that can
  Destroy my heart
  And I just dont say what you wanna hear
  So Ill write my fears
  And I dont believe in talking just to breathe
  And falling selfishly
  I wont fall in
  Love with falling
  I will try to avoid those eyes
  But now Im here to
  Give you words as
  Tools that can
  Destroy my heart