Lostprophets

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