The Who 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 To be the sad man Behind blue eyes