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 llike quitting this job
  For a while, getting away before it gets any worse today
  
  Daughter:
  You´re in denial and that´s in final
  You´re not admitting you should be quitting all these
  Queens and fairies and muscle Marys
  The rough trade boyfriendwho 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 dýouknow if you´re going mad?
  
  Daughter.
  Look at me I´m lonely
  
  Father:
  Look at me I´m sad
  
  I´m not denying
  I could be trying
  Alittle harder
  To deal with some of this stuff
  
  Daughter:
  Know what I´m thinking?
  Less drugs are 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?