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Nelly Furtado and James Morrison - Broken Strings
| 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 |
| When I love you It's 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 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 less than before |
| Oh what are we doing |
| We are turning into dust |
| Playing house 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 to win |
| 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 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 less than before |
| But we're running through the fire |
| When there's nothing left to save |
| It's like chasing the very last train |
| When we both know it's too late (too late) |
| 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 less 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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