Aηу ι∂єαѕ?: February, 2009

Credo davvero che questa canzone, queste parole, esprimano tutto quello che penso in questo momento..

Cosi', come al solito, l'averla scritta qui mi aiuterà a voltare pagina. A dimenticare, e a non sentirmi più in colpa...

E quindi basta. Non si può piangere per sempre, soprattutto per qualcosa che non è mai realmente cominciata...anche se per lungo tempo

ho desiderato che cominciasse e non si concludesse...

Broken strings.

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

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

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

Chiuso. Anna..