Sunday, October 25, 2015

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.
The Who

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