No one knows what it's like to be the sad man behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like to be hated...to telling only lies
Not the kind of lies to people but to yourself
But my dreams...they aren't as empty as my conscious seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
No one knows what it's like to feel these feelings like I do
No one bites back as hard on their anger
None of my pain can show through
No one knows what it's like to be mistreated, to be defeated, to be beaten...behind blue eyes
And no one knows how to say that they're sorry
Don't worry I'm not telling lies to you, only me.
But my dreams they aren't as empty as my conscious seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance that's never free
