No one knows what it's like
to be the bad man
to be the sad man
behind blue eyes
and no one knows what it's like
to be hated
to be faded
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 on 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
No one knows what its like
to me mistreated
to be defeated
behind blue eyes
and no one knows how to say
that they're sorry
and don't worry
I'm not telling 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 its like
to be the bad man
to be the sad man
behind blue eyes
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