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