Texty: Lostprophets. Lately.

A photograph left by my feet, reminds me of times once left behind
A distance, a well worn path, these things left to pass
But I feel that I've seen too many complications
Never going to waste my time
You might find out, never will doubt, harder to pretend, yeah

[chorus:]
Tell me that it's worth fighting
Tell me that I don't care
Tell me that I'm alive
And I don't need happiness

Yeah, you, don't, you...

The stations, so empty, find safety in your broken heart
A steady smile, a well worn frown, time gets you down
But I know that you've seen too many complications
Never going to waste my time
You might find out, never could doubt, harder to pretend, yeah

[chorus]

Yeah, you, don't, you, don't
Don't (x4)

You might find out, never could doubt, harder to pretend, yeah

Tell me that it's worth fighting
Tell me that I don't care
Tell me that, tell me that
What's it that I feel?

A permanent smile with your well worn frown
But I know you'll be gone when my walls come down
Get the sinking feeling that you're not around
Nobody's fallin' apart don't need to know what you're thinking now

You, don't
Don't (x4)