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