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You shout 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.