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Broken Strings 
Medium
de James Morrison & Nelly Furtado
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Let me you
For the last time
It's the last chance to again
But you broke me
Now I can't anything
I love you and so untrue
I can't even myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of else
Oh... it 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 anything
That your don't want to feel
I can't tell you ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running through the fire
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 on but it hurts too much
I try to 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 want to feel
I can't tell you something ain't real
Oh, the truth hurts
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a less than before?
But we're through the fire
there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
we both know it's too (too late)
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
your heart don't to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh, the truth hurts
And worse
So how can I anymore
When I you a little than before?
Oh, you know I love you a little less than before
Let me you for the time
It's the chance to feel again
For the last time
It's the last chance to again
But you broke me
Now I can't anything
I love you and so untrue
I can't even myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of else
Oh... it 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 anything
That your don't want to feel
I can't tell you ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
Running through the fire
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 on but it hurts too much
I try to 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 want to feel
I can't tell you something ain't real
Oh, the truth hurts
And lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a less than before?
But we're through the fire
there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
we both know it's too (too late)
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
your heart don't to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
Oh, the truth hurts
And worse
So how can I anymore
When I you a little than before?
Oh, you know I love you a little less than before
Let me you for the time
It's the chance to feel again
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