02

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 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

No one knows what it's like
to be mistreated, to be defeated
behind blue eyes.
No one knows how to say
that they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies