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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
When I love you and so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else
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 it all okay
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That 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 give anymore
When I you a little than before?
Oh, are we doing?
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the of us
Running through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like the very last train
it's too late (too late)
Oh... it tears me up
I try to on but it too much
I try to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't you something 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 running through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the last train
When we both know it's too (too late)
You can't on strings
You can't feel anything
That your don't want to feel
I can't 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 that I love you a little than before
Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to 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 even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else
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 it all okay
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That 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 give anymore
When I you a little than before?
Oh, are we doing?
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the of us
Running through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like the very last train
it's too late (too late)
Oh... it tears me up
I try to on but it too much
I try to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't you something 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 running through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the last train
When we both know it's too (too late)
You can't on strings
You can't feel anything
That your don't want to feel
I can't 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 that I love you a little than before
Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to again
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