I am the son
   I am the heir
   Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
   I am 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 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.