-…You don’t know what it was like… BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH…

See you don’t, know what it’s like,
To be a man, in the world,
And be scared, to lose, everything.
See you don’t, know what it’s like,
To build a life, from nothing,
And be scared, to lose, everything.

I bet that’s not what you said back then!
Don’t sing your blues to me, you have no right!

By the time I was old enough to run,
Mama couldn’t move and dad was gone.
See, she sent me in a room alone to watch TV.
By the time I went to school I had no friends.
I didn’t even know how to play with kids.
They would all run around, and I would just sit alone.

And do you know what it’s like,
To cry yourself to sleep at night?
At the age of six…and seven…and eight…and nine… and ten…
And eleven.. and twelve.