Nostalgia's overrated or maybe it's just complicated Who even has the time to think about it anymore? I've watered all the flowers and put out all the wildfires In my own world, but I can't do too much about yours We're always fighting For what we believe in But I'm not so sure anymore Clinging to hope, but it's leading Leading me through the back door I'm a believer in a healthy dose of pessimism 'Cause expectations are just resentments waiting to happen But one can only take so much, and I just think I've had enough I can't control my destiny But I still believe Believe in better things We're always fighting For what we believe in But I'm not so sure anymore Clinging to hope, but it's leading I would move mountains for you But would you do the same for me? Would you do the same? Whatever happened to believing in the truth? Believing in the truth In the truth We're always fighting For what we believe in But I'm not so sure anymore Clinging to hope, but it's leading Leading Leading