Burn-ing brid-ges ne-ver made me cry, I could walk a -way with no good - bye. Ea- sy take Or ea- sy leave them all, Till you scratch the writ-ing on the _ wall. It's on and off and on a-gain, go- ing on and then tak- ing all I've got a-gain, _ bleed-ing _ me, _ leav-ing _ me _ dry. You're cry. One day, some day, I may slide a-way, turn a-round and call it all a _ day. E-ven though I fooled my-self for years, I can't es-cape this ring-ing in my _ ears. Hang - ing on for what you can, drag - ging out the pain. Tak - ing all I give a-gain, _ fak-ing _ it, _ mak-ing _ me _