Dinner At Eight - Rufus Wainwright

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 it fact you were the one long ago

Actually

In the drifting white snow

You 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 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