歌曲 | Broken Strings (feat. Nelly Furtado) |
歌手 | James Morrison |
专辑 | Now That's What I Call Music! 72 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
(James Morrison featuring Nelly Furtado ) | |
男声 | |
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 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 | |
And lies worse | |
I can't like it anymore | |
And I love you a little less than before | |
女声 | |
Oh what are we doing | |
We are turning into dust | |
Playing house in the ruins of us | |
合声 | |
Running back through the fire | |
When there's nothing left to say | |
It's like chasing the very last train | |
When it's too late(too late) | |
Oh it tears me up | |
I tried to hold 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 | |
And lies worse | |
I can't like it anymore | |
And 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 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 | |
And lies worse | |
I can't like it anymore | |
And 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 change to feel again |
James Morrison featuring Nelly Furtado | |
nan sheng | |
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 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 | |
And lies worse | |
I can' t like it anymore | |
And I love you a little less than before | |
nv sheng | |
Oh what are we doing | |
We are turning into dust | |
Playing house in the ruins of us | |
he sheng | |
Running back through the fire | |
When there' s nothing left to say | |
It' s like chasing the very last train | |
When it' s too late too late | |
Oh it tears me up | |
I tried to hold 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 | |
And lies worse | |
I can' t like it anymore | |
And 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 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 | |
And lies worse | |
I can' t like it anymore | |
And 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 change to feel again |
James Morrison featuring Nelly Furtado | |
nán shēng | |
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 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 | |
And lies worse | |
I can' t like it anymore | |
And I love you a little less than before | |
nǚ shēng | |
Oh what are we doing | |
We are turning into dust | |
Playing house in the ruins of us | |
hé shēng | |
Running back through the fire | |
When there' s nothing left to say | |
It' s like chasing the very last train | |
When it' s too late too late | |
Oh it tears me up | |
I tried to hold 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 | |
And lies worse | |
I can' t like it anymore | |
And 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 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 | |
And lies worse | |
I can' t like it anymore | |
And 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 change to feel again |