I'm going to take you down with one little stone
I'm going to 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
But 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 drifting white snow
Who left me?
So put up your fists and I'll put up mine
No running 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 drifting white snow
You loved me
No matter how strong
I'm going to take you down with one little stone
I'm going to break you down and see what you're worth
What you're really worth to me
No matter how strong I'm going to take you down with one little stone I'm going to 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 But 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 drifting white snow Who left me? So put up your fists and I'll put up mine No running 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 drifting white snow You loved me No matter how strong I'm going to take you down with one little stone I'm going to break you down and see what you're worth What you're really worth to me Explain Request ×
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