I am the son
and 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 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 gone.
- How Soon Is Now? by The Smiths.