Sympathy Is Never Considered Help Typecast

Turn off the lights
You don't want to see me this way
Beat and broken

Pick up the pieces
In the morning
So turn off the lights
I'm sure you know what I've been through

You're just making it worse
Go and take your sympathy with you
I don't need it, I never did
I can make it on my own
Just cut your helping hand

I've got to pull myself together
My days are turning in
My life is like a candle
Burning and melting away

Go and take your sympathy with you
(I'm sure you know)