Here's what I think:

Here's what I think:

"I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar"

"I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar"

I'm a product of my own shyness. What you see now, my behaviour now, is the consequence of years and years of shyness and being scared to deal with people.

I'm a product of my own shyness. What you see now, my behaviour now, is the consequence of years and years of shyness and being scared to deal with people.

"I am the son and the heir of nothing in particular"

"I am the son and the heir of nothing in particular"

But it's nothing important, really. Just like me.

But it's nothing important, really. Just like me.

"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"...

"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"

This is towards the people who are always giving me advice about how to get women and tell me what I'm doing doesn't work, that I need to do such and such. But then, I want people who love me for who I am, not who I appear to be. Who are they to tell me my methods are wrong?

"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"

This is really self explanatory (and highly biographical for me...) I go to a club, which is supposedly the dating scene or whatever, but then nobody really gives a shit about me and I'm too self-conscious to start dancing because I've tried it before and only made a fool out myself. So I stand there alone. Then I go home. Cry. Want to die.

"When you say it's gonna happen "now" well, when exactly do you mean? see I've already waited too long and all my hope is gone"

People are always telling me that "oh you'll find someone one of these days" Yeah, but when? I'm tired of looking and always come up with empty disappointment. Nobody's interested in me and the girls I get interested in don't really care about me. So I think I won't get anyone, cause when I really really want it to happen, it never does.

(Here's when I start listening to "Please please please, let me get what I want")

My feel is that this is a girl he is very fond of that gets into big screen porn (foreign movie). She was probably hoping for a legitimate acting role but what the hey, she'll be famous!. They are still good 'buddies'. She flirts with photos she sends him. He feels that the actions she is taking in this new venture will come back to haunt her, but even this turns him on (This is Fagan after all). When she sees the shutter fall on the camera taking her photo in a particularly compromising situation, reality come back to...

My feel is that this is a girl he is very fond of that gets into big screen porn (foreign movie). She was probably hoping for a legitimate acting role but what the hey, she'll be famous!. They are still good 'buddies'. She flirts with photos she sends him. He feels that the actions she is taking in this new venture will come back to haunt her, but even this turns him on (This is Fagan after all). When she sees the shutter fall on the camera taking her photo in a particularly compromising situation, reality come back to her in '3D', i.e. the reality of the situation. The protagonist seems to cynically state that this is what you want. (It's your favorite foreign movie)