Midiart

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 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.
No one knows what it's like
to be mistreated
to be defeated
behind blue eyes.
And no one knows how to say
that they're sorry
and don't worry
I'm not telling 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 be the bad man
to be the sad man
behind blue eyes...

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