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, as i get old
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 glide

She's my novocaine ride

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 glide

She's my novocaine 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

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 glide

She's my novocaine ride

She's my hands, she's my hands

Picks me up when i crash down