I put my best foot first and it got burnt communication always hurts

I've got myself so deep inside a hole I taste the air go thin as I get old

I don't think so as I get old I don't think so



She's my hands she's my hands picks me up when I crash down

Build me wings so I can fly she's my novacaine ride novacaine



Pick up the pieces of my world glue them together I wish I could

I can't believe it as the picture fades just like a TV but the sound remains

I don't think so no I don't think so



She's my hands she's my hands picks me up when I crash down

Build me wings so I can fly she's my novacaine ride



Feel it as I shake shatter illusions fade taste my bitter tears

Cut my heart with shears I don't think so I don't think so



She's my hands, she's my hands picks me up when I crash down

Build me wings so I can fly she's my novacaine ride



She's my hands she's my hands picks me up when I crash down novacaine