You don't know what it was likeBlah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blahSo you don't know what it's likeTo be a man in the worldAnd be scared to lose everythingSo you don't know what it's likeTo build a life from nothingAnd be scared to lose everythingI bet that's not what you said back thenAnd don't sing your blues to meYou have no rightBy the time I was old enough to runMama couldn't move and dad was goneSee, she set me in a room alone to watch TVSo you don't know what it's likeBlah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blahBy the time I went to school I had no friendsI didn't even know how to play with kidsThey would all run aroundAnd I would just sit aloneBlah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blahAnd do you know what it's likeTo cry yourself to sleep at nightAt the age of sixAnd sevenAnd eightAnd nineAnd tenAnd elevenAnd elevenAnd twelve