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Broken Strings 
Medium
by James Morrison & Nelly Furtado
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Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last 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 of 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 tell you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less before?
Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning into dust
in the ruins of us
Running the fire
there's nothing to save
It's like chasing the 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 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 ain't real
Oh, the truth hurts
And worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
But we're running through the fire
there's nothing to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When we know it's too late (too late)
You can't play 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 truth hurts
And lies worse
So how can I give anymore
When I you a little less than before?
Oh, you know that I love you a little less than before
Let me hold you for the 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
I love you and so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the of 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 tell you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less before?
Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning into dust
in the ruins of us
Running the fire
there's nothing to save
It's like chasing the 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 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 ain't real
Oh, the truth hurts
And worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
But we're running through the fire
there's nothing to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When we know it's too late (too late)
You can't play 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 truth hurts
And lies worse
So how can I give anymore
When I you a little less than before?
Oh, you know that I love you a little less than before
Let me hold you for the time
It's the chance to feel again
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