viernes, 10 de julio de 2009

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 tried to hold on
but it hurts too much.
I tried to forgive
but it's not enough
to make it all okay.

You can't play our broken string,
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 lie is worse
I can't like you anymore.
And 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.


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


You can't play our 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 lie is worse.
I can't like you anymore.
And I love you
a little less than before.


But we're running througth the fire
when there's nothing left to save.
It's like chasing the very last train
when it's too late.


You can't play our 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 lie is worse.
I can't like you anymore.
And 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.

James Morrison

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