I?m still home when the telephone rings
I?m impartial and a martyr.
It?s quite clear, wearing all of my rings
I?m less than feed or fodder.
(Pre-Chorus)
If you want, I?ll do it
But I?m so ill-equipped I?m a knot in the stitch.
Try the last call and dream
On the next try I?ll be
Much sweeter
In the next life, I?ll be better.
I toss dimes in the Wishing Well
And I?m broke ?cause you took all of me
My tombstone on a grassy hill
It?s a matter of fact all my change goes to hell.
Dig deep, find the villain inside
The one you dare not speak of.
Find peace at the end of the line,
The dial tone is your true love.
(Pre-Chorus)
In the next life, I?ll be better.
(Chorus) x1
I toss dimes in the Wishing Well (A Wishing Well)
I toss dimes in the Wishing Well (A Wishing Well)
I toss dimes in the Wishing Well
It?s a matter of fact all my change goes to hell.