Behind Blue Eyes -The Who

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.

And if I swallow anything evil,
put your finger down my throat.
And if I shiver please give me a blanket,
keep me warm and 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.