Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and i need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
Of a shyness that is crimanlly vulgar
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 lilke to go
You could meet someone who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you go home, and you cry
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