You can’t play on broken strings.

I can’t tell you something that ain’t real. The truth hurts, lies worse. So untrue, I can’t even convince myself. Well, I love like you a little less, than before.

One day, I might just find this as mere words of a song.

Broken strings by James Morrison and Nelly Furtado.

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