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)