Chorus:
I am the son
I am the air
of a shyness
that's criminally vulgar
on a summers day like
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

Repeat Chorus

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 someone 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

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