BROKEN STRINGS - JAMES MORRISON

BROKEN STRINGS
James Morrison

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Let me hold you... For the last time
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 It's the last chance to feel again
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But you broke me Now I can't feel anything
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When I love you, It's so untrue... I can't even convince myself
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When I'm speaking, It's the voice of someone else

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Oh it tears me up... I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
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I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay

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You can't play on broken strings You can't feel anything
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That your heart don't want to feel... I can't tell you something that ain't real
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Oh the truth hurts... And lies worse... How can I give anymore
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When I love you a little less than before

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Oh what are we doing... We are turning into dust
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Playing house in the ruins of us
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Running back through the fire... When there's nothing left to save
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It's like chasing the very last train when it's too late                      REFRÃO

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But we're running through the fire... When there's nothing left to save
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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....

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OH, When I love you a little less than before

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Let me hold you for the last time... It's the last chance to feel again.