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 concscience 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 as hard, on their anger,
Nnone of my pain or woe, can show through.
But my dreams, they aren't as empty,
As my concscience seems to be.
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeneance, 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.
And if I swallow anything evil,
Put your finger down my throat.
And if I shiver, please give me your blanket,
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat.
No one knows what it's like, to be the bad man,
To be the sad man, behind blue eyes.
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