I am the son and the heir 
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar 
I'm 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 

I am the son and the heir 
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar 
I'm 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 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 

Someday 
Not one in particular