a standing ovation — 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, and so untrue; I can't even convince myself when I'm speaking, it's the voice of someone else. 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 isn't real. The truth hurts, but lies worse. How can I give any more when I love you a little less than before? What are we doing? We are turning into dust, playing house in the ruins of us. We're running through the fire when there's nothing left to save, it's like chasing the very last train when it's too late.