Let me hold you for the last time.
It’s the last chance to feel a gain.
But you broke me, now I can’t feel an y thing.
When I love you rings so un true,
I can’t e ven con vince my self.
When I’m speak ing, it’s the voice of some one else.
Oh, it (G)tears (A)me up.
I (G)try to hold on, but it hurts too much.
I (G)try to for give, but it’s not e nough to (G)make it all o kay.
(D)You can’t play on bro ken strings.
You can’t feel
an y thing
that your heart don’t wan na feel.
I can’t tell you some thing that ain’t real.
Oh, the truth hurts.
A (Bm)lie’s worse.
(D)How can I give an y more
when I love you a lit tle less
than be fore?
Oh, what are we
do ing?
We are turn ing in to dust.
Play ing house in
the ru ins of us.
Run ning back through
the fire,
when there’s noth ing left to save.
It’s like chas ing the ver y last train when it’s too (G)late,
too (Em7)late.
Oh, it (G)tears (A)me up.
I (G)try to hold on, but it hurts too much.
I (G)try to for give, but it’s not e nough to (G)make it all o kay.
(D)You can’t play on bro ken strings.
You can’t feel
an y thing
that your heart don’t wan na feel.
I can’t tell you some thing that ain’t real.
Oh, the truth hurts.
A (Bm)lie’s worse.
(D)How can I give an y more
when I love you a lit tle less
than be fore?
Oh, we’re run ning through the fire
when there’s noth ing left to save.
It’s like chas ing the ver y last train when we both know it’s too late,
too late.
You can’t play
Oh, oh, Oh, you know that I love you a lit tle less a lit tle less than be fore.
Let me hold you for the last time.
It’s the last chance to feel a (G)gain.
This page shows “Broken Strings” by James Morrison featuring Nelly Furtado in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of D at 112 BPM, a medium-difficulty arrangement — try slowing the tempo down using the BPM control.