Tim, he was a good friend
Yeah, was a brother of mine
We were imaginary comic book super heroes
Kids wasting time

We were prisoners of our youth
We were growing up strong
'Til the day he was taken away
For something he did wrong, alright

Tim came 'round just the other day
And boy he had some stories to tell
And his mama kept him locked up in a reha
Although the doctors said he was well

He said, yeah, I've been through the anger
And the hatred towards my mom
I put all that behind me
Just tell me what was it like to go to your prom

And he said, thank you mom for fixing
My clouded broken mind
But excuse me if I seem a little rude
While I was missing my childhood, my brother and my prime
You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude, of my solitude

Well, growing up these days just ain't easy
No, and the kids they're doing the best that they can
So mama, you better think twice
Before you lock your kid up and throw away the key
'Cause soon your little boy is gonna be a man

He said, thank you mom for fixing
My clouded broken mind
But excuse me if I seem a little rude
While I was missing my childhood, my brother and my prime
You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude, of my solitude

Tim left town just yesterday
He left me with these words
He said, yeah, I know this life's got a lot to give
But my childhood is gone and I'm not afraid of dying
Gonna grab this world by the horns, learn how to live

He said, thank you mom for fixing
My clouded broken mind
But excuse me if I seem a little rude
And while I was missing my childhood, my brother and my prime
You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude
[Incomprehensible] of solitude

I didn't ask you for the solitude
I'll never give you for this solitude