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 dre----eams 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 dre----eams 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, 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 let me wear your coat.// / / // / // / / //

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//// //// No one knows what it's like to be the bad man,

to be the sad man,.. behind blue eyes.👁👁