Woorden: 1997. Droppin' Dimes.

Home wrecked. House bought.
Daddy needs a new start.
Good Friend to girlfriend.
Goodbye, your bags are packed.
Thanksgiving weekend. Mom's on the phone, she crying.
Who's that and what's wrong? Where's dad?
He's not at home. "How are you?" he asks.
"I'm not bad, I guess..."

I'm dropping dimes and I'm bearing knuckles.
You fight for me but I'm hardly worth it.
I'm dropping dimes and I'm bearing knuckles.
You fight for me but I'm hardly worth it.

So, dad, how's the new house?
Bet it's nice with no kids around.
Mom's busy, she's been working late
since your last check never came.
I'm glad for the raise and the move south.
cause I'd rather spend your money
than spend my time with you.

I'm dropping dimes and I'm bearing knuckles.
You fight for me but I'm hardly worth it.
I'm dropping dimes and I'm bearing knuckles.
You fight for me but I'm hardly worth it.

What do you want me to say?
I'll make it all up if it makes you feel better.
What do you want me to say?
I'll make it all up if it makes you feel better.

I'm dropping dimes and I'm bearing knuckles.
You fight for me but I'm hardly worth it.

I'm dropping dimes and I'm bearing knuckles.
You fight for me but I'm hardly worth it.
I'm dropping dimes and I'm bearing knuckles.
You fight for me but I'm hardly worth it.

What do you want me to say?
I'll make it all up for you

(Thanks to Rachel for these lyrics)