Father:
In denial, no
my life`s a trial
I`m not denying
that every little bit hurts
It`s a problem
that I`m not solving
Don`t mind admitting
I feel like quitting this job
for a while, getting away
before it gets any worse today

Daughter:
You`re in denial
and that is final
You`re not admitting
you should be quitting all these
queens and fairies
and muscle Marys
the rough trade boyfriend
who in his pathetic own way
denies he`s gay
Why can`t you see?
This is a fantasy world

Father:
Think I`m going mad
How d`you know if you`re
going mad?

Daughter:
Look at me I`m lonely

Father:
Look at me I`m said

I`m not denying
I could be trying
a little harder
to deal with some of this stuff

Daughter:
Know I`m thinking?
Less drugs and drinking
No cigarettes and you`d feel
a little less rough

Father:
Is that enough?
My life is absurd, I`m living it
upside down
like a vampire, working at night
sleeping all day
A dad with a girl who knows
he`s gay

Both:
Can you love me anyway?