(The Who's Cover)
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