Song | Dinner At Eight |
Artist | Rufus Wainwright |
Album | Want One |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : 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 blames | |
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 'til then no, Daddy, don't be surprised | |
If I wanna 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 |
zuo ci : 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 blames | |
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 ' til then no, Daddy, don' t be surprised | |
If I wanna 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 |
zuò cí : 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 blames | |
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 ' til then no, Daddy, don' t be surprised | |
If I wanna 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 |