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Broken Strings 
Medium
by 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
I love you and so untrue
I can't even convince myself
I'm speaking
It's the of 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
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
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little before?
Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning into dust
Playing in the ruins of us
Running back 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 too much
I try to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play on strings
You can't feel 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
How can I anymore
When I love you a less than before?
But we're through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's chasing the very last train
we both it's too (too late)
You can't on strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something ain't real
Oh, the truth hurts
And lies worse
So how can I give anymore
When I love you a little than 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 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
I'm speaking
It's the of 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
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
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little before?
Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning into dust
Playing in the ruins of us
Running back 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 too much
I try to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play on strings
You can't feel 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
How can I anymore
When I love you a less than before?
But we're through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's chasing the very last train
we both it's too (too late)
You can't on strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something ain't real
Oh, the truth hurts
And lies worse
So how can I give anymore
When I love you a little than 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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