Everything That I Own (Has Got a Dent) - H

I drive around with the trunk tied down with a bungee cord

'Cause I hopped a curb and backed into her new boyfriend’s Ford

And down the hall there’s a hole in the wall that’s hard to miss

It’s about the size and shape of my right busted fist

Everything I own has got a dent

It’s cracked or scratched, ripped or torn

Banged up or slightly bent

Why should my heart be any different?

Everything that I own has got a dent

She used to say I’m a man who’s way too hard on stuff

And she let me know that, that also goes for our love

I guess her heart’s like that old dead goldfish I forgot to feed

And mine’s like that dirt bike I wrapped around that tree

Everything I own has got a dent

It’s cracked or scratched, ripped or torn

Banged up or slightly bent

Why should my heart be any different?

Everything that I own has got a dent

In the side, a hole in the back

A big piece of junk, ready for the trash

Better day’s gone

Heart just keeps on beating anyway

Everything I own has got a dent

It’s cracked or scratched, ripped or torn

Banged up or slightly bent

Why should my heart be any different?

Everything that I own, can’t find one thing that don’t

Everything that I own has got a dent

Oh, big ol' dent