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. No one knows what it's like, To be the sad man.