I feel like a loser. I feel like I'm lost. I feel like I'm not sure if I feel anything at all.
But believe me, I'm not helpless. I just need someone to love. So my situation's rough. That just makes me a dumb human, like you.
I feel like a shortstop. Along third base. I may just help you, but I still don't like your face.
But believe me, I'm not hostile. I just want to hear you laugh, when I'm sarcastic like that. And that just makes me a dumb human, like you.
Why... Do I have this incredible need to stand up and say, 'Please pay attention'? It's the last thing that I need to make myself see. Well, that ain't my intention. No...
I feel like an artist. Who's lost his touch. He likes himself in his art. But not his art too much.
But believe, I've got something. I just don't know how to say. That I'm just fine with the way. With the way that I'm moving. But that just makes me a dumb human. That just makes me. That makes me a human like you...
