| No one knows what it’s like
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| To be the bad man
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| To be the sad man
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| Behind blue eyes
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| And no one knows what it’s like
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| To be hated
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| To be faded to telling only lies
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| But my dreams they aren’t as empty
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| As my conscience seems to be
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| I have hours, only lonely
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| My love is vengeance
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| That’s never free
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| No one knows what its like
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| To feel these feelings
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| Like I do, and I blame you!
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| No one bites back as hard
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| On their anger
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| None of my pain woe
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| Can show through
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| But my dreams they aren’t as empty
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| As my conscience seems to be
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| I have hours, only lonely
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| My love is vengeance
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| That’s never free
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| No one knows what its like
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| To be mistreated, to be defeated
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| Behind blue eyes
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| No one know how to say
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| That they’re sorry and don’t worry
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| I’m not telling lies
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| But my dreams they aren’t as empty
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| As my conscience seems to be
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| I have hours, only lonely
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| My love is vengeance
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| That’s never free
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| No one knows what its like
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| To be the bad man, to be the sad man
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| Behind blue eyes
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| In the clouds
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| All the graves
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| I’ll stay if you
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| Go away
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| Concrete
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| Tall as the sky
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| Movement passi’n me by
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| When you blush
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| What a rush
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| Reminisce
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| Cold crush
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| Next door ear to the wall
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| All the tension on me for the call
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| I wish I wish
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| I wish it was all that easy
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| I wish I wish
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| I wish it was all that easy |