No One Knows

Behind blue eyes

• No one knows what it’s like
  To be the bad man
  To be the sad man
  Behind blue eyes
  
  No one knows what it’s like
  To be hated
  To be fated
  To telling only lies
  
  But my dreams
  They aren’t as empty
  As my conscience seems to be
  
  I have hours, only lonely
  My love is vengeance
  That’s never free
  
  No one knows what it’s like
  To feel these feelings
  Like I do
  And I blame you
  
  No one bites back as hard
  On their anger
  None of my pain and woe
  Can show through
  
  But my dreams
  They aren’t as empty
  As my conscience seems to be
  
  I have hours, only lonely
  My love is vengeance
  That’s never free
  
  When my fist clenches, crack it open
  Before I use it and lose my cool
  When I smile, tell me some bad news
  Before I laugh and act like a fool
  
  If I swallow anything evil
  Put your finger down my throat
  If I shiver, please give me a blanket
  Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
  
  No one knows what it’s like
  To be the bad man
  No one knows what it’s like
  To be the bad man
  To be the sad man
  Behind blue eyes
  
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