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