The Who Behind Blue Eyes

No one knows what its like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes. No one knows what its like To be hated To be fated To telling only lies. But my dreams They arent as empty As my conscience seems to be. I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance Thats never free. No one knows what its 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 arent as empty As my conscience seems to be. I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance Thats 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 its like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes.