Hoobastank

intro: turn around and pick up the pieces.
verse 1: i, like a rock, sink. sinking 'til i hit the bottom. the water is
much deeper than i thought. nothing to swim with. kicking but i keep
sinking. a lesson that no one could have ever taught.
chorus: 'cause i can almost breathe the air right beyond my finger tips.
i'll turn around and pick up the pieces. one more push and i'll be there.
back where i belong. i'll turn around and pick up the pieces.
verse 2: i see the picture. blurry but now it's in focus. a fairy tale i