I hate it when you say
That "it's just a phase"
Or "don't worry hunny,
Soon it will go away"

But oh mother deary
What you cannot see
Is that I've been attracted
Since year three

You can deny the fact
That boys are not my thing
My interstate is somewhere else
No bad intentions is what I bring

Or you can accept
You daughter likes the girls
That this is who she is
And she is not going to change

So mother can't you see
Open up your eyes
I am changing for no one
This is my life