Denial Style

Ooh, oh

And as I rose from the rubble

The way you pointed at me

I wasn't looking for trouble

Hey, hey, I like what I see

Say if my eyes are mistaken

Look at the long lost land

If I could be any further

I might be stealing your hand

I'm in denial and you're no fun

I'm in denial and you're no fun

I'm in denial and you're no fun

I'm in denial and we are done

Batting the style of the lonely one

Takin' the hit for your chosen son

Uh, uh, son, uh, uh, son, uh, uh

Fulfill the heats of another

Even though we were wrong

I can't compete with your lover

While you've ruled all along

I'm in denial and you're no fun

I'm in denial and you're no fun

I'm in denial and you're no fun

I'm in denial and we are done

Batting the style of the lonely one

Takin' the hit for your chosen son

Uh, uh, son, uh, uh, son, uh, uh

Make it happen, make it happen

Make it happen, let it happen

Let it happen, make it happen

Let it happen, make it happen

Make it happen, let it happen

Let it happen, make it happen

I'm in denial and you're no fun

I'm in denial and you're no fun

I'm in denial and you're no fun

I'm in denial and we are done

Batting the style of the lonely one

Takin' the hit for your chosen son

Uh, uh, son, uh, uh, son, uh, uh