[Storyteller.]

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,
when exactly do you mean?
See I've already waited too long,
and all my hope is gone.