Bridge: I put my best foot first & it got burned, Communication always hurts, I got myself so deep inside a hole, I taste the air so thin as i get old. 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 novacaine 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 no Feel it as i shake, Shatter illusions fade, Taste my bitter (guitaretab.com)