Broken Strings — Piano Lead Sheet

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 oh, know that I love you a lit tle less less, a lit tle less than than be be fore. fore. Let me hold you for the last time. It’s the last chance to feel a (G)gain.