(Townshend) 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