I am the son and the air
Of a shyness that is
criminally vulgar
I am the son and air
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 and the air
Of a shyness that is
criminally vulgar
I am the son and air
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 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
What 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