these words have never been truer

[___tinkerpunk]

NOONE KNOWS WHAT IT LIKE
TO BE THE BAD MAN
TO BE THE SAD MAN
BEHIND BLUE EYES
NOONE KNOWS WHAT ITS LIKE
TO BE HATED, TO BE FATED
TO TELLING ONLY LIES

BUT MY DREAMS THEY ARENT AS EMPTY
AS MY CONSCIENCE SEEMS TO BE
I HAVE HOURS, ONLY LONELY
MY LOVE IS VENGEANCE
THATS NEVER FREE

NOONE KNOWS WHAT ITS LIKE
TO FEEL THESE FEELINGS
LIKE I DO, AND I BLAME YOU!
NOONE BITES BACK AS HARD
ON THEIR ANGER
NONE OF MY PAIN AND WOE
CAN SHOW THROUGH

NOONE KNOWS WHAT IT LIKE
TO BE MISTREATED, TO BE DEFEATED
BEHIND BUE EYES
NOONE KNOWS HOW TO SAY
THAT THEIR SORRY AND DONT WORRY
IM NOT TELLING LIES

NOONE KNOWS WHAT IS LIKE
TO BE THE BAD MAN
TO BE SAD MAN BEHIND BLUE EYES