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
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
On a day when my head pounds, when I want to rid of all my troubles, heartaches and physical pain, I listen and fall in love with James Morrison. His words hurt, but are truthful. Because he's so real, and I can feel the sincerity in his music.
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