Accusations - The Juan MacLean

Accusations

Makes a lover’s touch turn cold

Where’s the difference

Between the truth and lies not told

Hold me so close

Wrapped so tight that I can see

Dissapearing

Beneath the me you need from me

No excuses

Anyway they’re meaningless

Sigh, «surrender»

So long as I run out of breath

Throw your hands up

Let it go or take it in

Come out fighting

In the end it’s all the same

I get so emotional these days

Accusations

Makes a lover’s touch turn cold

Where’s the difference

Between the truth and lies not told

Throw your hands up

Let it go or take it in

Come out fighting

In the end it’s all the same

I get so emotional these days

This is my release