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    [CHORUS:]  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 thme 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    [CHORUS]    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    [CHORUS]