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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 someone else
Oh... it 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 strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't to feel
I can't you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
How can I anymore
When I love you a little than before?
Oh, what are we doing?
We are into dust
Playing in the ruins of us
Running through the fire
When there's nothing left 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 forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play on strings
You can't anything
That your 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 less than before?
But we're running through the fire
there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
we know it's too late (too late)
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your 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 love you a little less than before?
Oh, you know that I love you a less than before
Let me you for the last time
It's the last chance to 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 someone else
Oh... it 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 strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't to feel
I can't you something that ain't real
Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
How can I anymore
When I love you a little than before?
Oh, what are we doing?
We are into dust
Playing in the ruins of us
Running through the fire
When there's nothing left 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 forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay
You can't play on strings
You can't anything
That your 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 less than before?
But we're running through the fire
there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
we know it's too late (too late)
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your 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 love you a little less than before?
Oh, you know that I love you a less than before
Let me you for the last time
It's the last chance to again
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