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