Having this stuck in my head is the only thing that gets me through the day =)
But on a serious note...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. And no one knows what it's like...to feel these feelings...like I do...and I blame you! And no one bites back as hard on their anger. None of my pain and woe can show through. If my fist clenches crack it open....before I use it and lose my cool. And if 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. No one knows what it's like...to be the bad man...to be the sad man...behind blue eyes.