Besedila: James Morrison. Broken Strings.

(Lyrics/Music: Fraser T Smith, Nina Woodford, James Morrison)
(Ed. (C) Chrysalis Music Inc.)

[Nelly Furtado]
{Both}

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 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 lie is worse
I can't like it 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} 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 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 lie's worse
I can't like it anymore
When I love you a little less than before

But 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 lie's worse
I can't like it anymore
When I love you a little less than before

Oh and I love you a little less than before

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

(Thanks to JadaMel for these lyrics and to Luigi for these corrections)