Dinner At Eight

No matter how strong
I'm gonna take you down
With one little stone
I'm gonna break you down
And see what you're worth
What you're really worth to me

Dinner at eight was okay
Before the toast full of gleams
It was great until those old magazines
Got us started up again
Actually
It was probably me again

Why is it so?
That I've always been the one who must go
That I've always been the one told to flee
When in fact you were the one long ago
Actually
In the driftin' white snow
Who left me

So put up your fists, and I'll put up mine
No runnin' away from the scene of the crime
God's chosen a place
Somewhere near the end of the world
Somewhere near the end of our lives

But 'till then no, Daddy, don't be surprised
If I want to see the tears in your eyes
Then I know it had to be long ago
Actually
In the driftin' white snow
You loved me

No matter how strong
I'm gonna take you down
With one little stone
I'm gonna break you down
And see what you're worth
What you're really worth to me