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