Behind Blue Eyes (The Who)

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.




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…