I am the son
I am the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and the heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about the wrong way?
I am human and i need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
There's a club, if you like to go
You could meet someone that really loves you
So you go, and you stand in 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
Well, when exactly do you mean
See, I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gonev
