I am the son. I am the heir
Of the shyness that is
criminally vulgar
I'm the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things
the wrong way
I am human and I
need to be loved
Just like
everybody else does
I am the son. I am the heir
Of the shyness that is
criminally vulgar
I'm the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things
the wrong way
I am human and
I need to be loved
Just like
everybody else does
There's a club,
if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody
who really loves you.
So you go, and you stand
on your own. And you
leave on your own and you
go home and you cry
And you want to die
When you say it's gonna
happen now.
When exactly
do you mean?
See, I've already waited
too long
And all my hope
is gone
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things
the wrong way
I am human
and I need to be loved
Just like
everybody else does