Texty: Lostprophets. Lately.

A phtotgraph left by my feet reminds me of times once left behind
reminds me of times once left behind
a distance, A well worn fact
these things left to pass but I feel that I've seen to many complications Never going to waste my time
You might find out
Never will doubt
Harder to pretend

(Chorus)
Tell me that its worth fighting
Tell me that I dont hear
Tell me that I'm alive and I dont need happiness

This station so empty
Find safety in you're broken heart
A steady smile A well worn frown
Time get 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


You dont, Dont, Dont, Dont, Dont

You might find out

Never could doubt
Harder to pretend

Tell me that its worth fighting
Tell me that I dont hear
Tell me that, Tell me that what is I feel

A permanant smile with a well worn frown
(Tell me, Tell me)
But I know you'll be gone when I walk on down
(Tell me, Tell me)
And I'm sick of the feeling that you're not around
(But I know)
No bodies falling apart
(That I)
Dont need to know what you're thinking now
(Dont care)

You dont,dont,dont,dont,dont