I know
What she wants
But she don't
Get it from me
Opened up and broken
By the age of thirteen
Daddy says
Father knows best
No one else
Needs to know

Tell me how
You got this sickness
What an age
To be involved with us
There's a little secret
We all share
And I think I get it
When I see you
Laying there
With me in your arms

She was
Daddy's girl
She must've been
Daddy's girl
Did a lot of reading
But talked too little
Nietzsche, Sartre, Stendhal
Et al
Daddy read a lot
But he never
Took us anywhere
Just a room
With a lock
At the top of the stairs

Tell me how
You got this sickness
What an age
To be involved with us
There's a little secret
We all share
And I think I get it
When I see you
Laying there
With me in your arms

She was
Daddy's girl
She must've been
Daddy's girl
Will you come running
When his face falls
Will you come running
When he's giving you
The call
As we walk
Hand in hand
Into our own
Wasteland

I know
What she wants
But she don't
Get it from me
Opened up and broken
By the age of thirteen
Daddy says
Father knows best
My baby
Let's go upstairs

Tell me how
You got this sickness
What an age
To be involved with us
There's a little secret
We all share
And I think I get it
When I see you
Laying there
With me in your arms
She was
Daddy's girl
She must've been
Daddy's girl