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, rings 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 to 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, a 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 say,
It's like chasing the very last train,
When it's too late, (too late)
Oh, it tears me up,
I try to hold on, but it hurts to 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, a lies worse.
How can I give anymore?
When I love you a little less, than before.
Oh we're running through, the fire
When there's nothing left to say,
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, a lies worse.
Hiw can I give anymore?
When I love you a little less, than before.
Oh you know when I love you a little less, than before
Let me hold you,
For the last time,
It's the last chance to feel again.
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, rings 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 to 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, a 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 say,
It's like chasing the very last train,
When it's too late, (too late)
Oh, it tears me up,
I try to hold on, but it hurts to 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, a lies worse.
How can I give anymore?
When I love you a little less, than before.
Oh we're running through, the fire
When there's nothing left to say,
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, a lies worse.
Hiw can I give anymore?
When I love you a little less, than before.
Oh you know when I love you a little less, than before
Let me hold you,
For the last time,
It's the last chance to feel again.
Credits
Writer(s): James Morrison Catchpole, Nina Woodford, Fraser Lance Thorneycroft Smith
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