Song Information | |
Music: Philip Vella | |
Lyrics: Gerard James Borg |
Accuse me, tell me, throw your stones
I probably deserve all you’re about to say
Blame me, shame me, say it loud
I’m perfectly aware there is no safety net
Here I stand while you try to break my heart in two
With your intellectual point of view
Did it ever cross your mind that you ain’t perfect too?
So throw your stones, let it out
Make it sound like I’m so bad
Bruise my soul, this way you might feel content
Call your friends, spill the beans
Treat me like the queen of guilt
Ride the wave, feel ok
This for you is the big day
So go on, throw your stones
Guilty? Maybe, what to do?
Apologies don’t seem to have effect on you
Leave me, love me, it’s your choice
I honestly don’t feel like I’ve broken the law
Here I stand while you try to break my heart in two
With your intellectual point of view
Did it ever cross your mind that you ain’t perfect too?
So throw your stones, let it out
Make it sound like I’m so bad
Bruise my soul, this way you might feel content
Call your friends, spill the beans
Treat me like the queen of guilt
Ride the wave, feel ok
This for you is the big day
So go on, throw your stones
So you can throw your stones
It’s your big day
Call your friends, spill the beans
Treat me like the queen of guilt
So go on, throw your stones
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