no one knows what its like.
to be the bad man
to be the sad man
behind blue eyes
and no one knows what its like
to be hated
to be faded
but my dreams they arent empty
as my cousions seem to be
i have hours
only lonely
my love is vergient
and thats never free
no one knows what its like
to feel this feelings
like i do
and i blame you
and no one bites but as hard
on their anger
not of my plaq move
catch you do
but my dreams they are this empty
as my cousions seem to be
i have hours
only lonely
my love is vergient
and thats never free