Alan Walker - Broken Strings

Funny how fairy tales work
When beautiful things start to hurt
We didn't make it this far to let go
Still a familiar call
Echo of what came before
There's guaranteed to be flames where there's smoke
Oh, won't you talk to me
If your words are bittersweet
Play my broken strings on repeat, on repeat
If you want more from me
When you're taking what you need
Every missing piece feels like a puzzle to my heart you can keep