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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 feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything
When I you and so untrue
I can't even myself
When I'm speaking
It's the of someone else
Oh... it tears 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 you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little than before?
Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning dust
Playing in the of us
Running 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
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 love you a little less than before?
But we're running the fire
When there's left to save
It's the very train
When we both know it's too (too late)
You can't on strings
You can't anything
That your heart don't to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh, the truth hurts
And lies worse
So how can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
Oh, you know that I you a little than before
Let me you for the last time
It's the chance to feel again
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything
When I you and so untrue
I can't even myself
When I'm speaking
It's the of someone else
Oh... it tears 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 you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little than before?
Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning dust
Playing in the of us
Running 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
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 love you a little less than before?
But we're running the fire
When there's left to save
It's the very train
When we both know it's too (too late)
You can't on strings
You can't anything
That your heart don't to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh, the truth hurts
And lies worse
So how can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
Oh, you know that I you a little than before
Let me you for the last time
It's the chance to feel again
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