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Broken Strings 
Medium
by James Morrison & Nelly Furtado
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Let me you
For the last time
It's the last chance to again
But you me
Now I can't feel anything
I love you and so untrue
I can't myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of else
Oh... it me up
I try to hold on but it too much
I try to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't on broken strings
You can't anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh the hurts
And worse
How can I give anymore
When I you a less before?
Oh, what are we doing?
We are into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late (too late)
Oh... it tears me up
I try to hold on but it hurts too much
I try to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't you that ain't real
Oh, the hurts
And lies worse
How can I anymore
When I you a little than before?
But we're running the fire
When there's left to save
It's like chasing the very train
When we both know it's too late (too late)
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh, the hurts
And lies worse
So how can I give anymore
When I love you a little less before?
Oh, you know that I love you a less than before
Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to again
For the last time
It's the last chance to again
But you me
Now I can't feel anything
I love you and so untrue
I can't myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of else
Oh... it me up
I try to hold on but it too much
I try to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't on broken strings
You can't anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh the hurts
And worse
How can I give anymore
When I you a less before?
Oh, what are we doing?
We are into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late (too late)
Oh... it tears me up
I try to hold on but it hurts too much
I try to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't you that ain't real
Oh, the hurts
And lies worse
How can I anymore
When I you a little than before?
But we're running the fire
When there's left to save
It's like chasing the very train
When we both know it's too late (too late)
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh, the hurts
And lies worse
So how can I give anymore
When I love you a little less before?
Oh, you know that I love you a less than before
Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to again
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