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 there feelings like I do and I blame you. No one bites back as hard on their anger none of my rain and woes 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...