J'arète ici . Sans raisons particulières , juste car je n'ai plus envie de continuer .
Les meilleurs moments restent, &on essaye d'oublier les mauvais . Les erreurs, qui malgrès tout nous permettent de progresser, de ne plus recommencer les mêmes (enfin c'est ce que l'on dit) . . .
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 too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all ok
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
How can I give you 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 save
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late, it's too late.
Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all ok
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
How can I give you anymore
When I love you a little less than before ?
Les meilleurs moments restent, &on essaye d'oublier les mauvais . Les erreurs, qui malgrès tout nous permettent de progresser, de ne plus recommencer les mêmes (enfin c'est ce que l'on dit) . . .
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 too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all ok
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
How can I give you 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 save
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late, it's too late.
Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all ok
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
How can I give you anymore
When I love you a little less than before ?
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