No one knows what it's like
          To be the bad man,
          To be the sad man
  Behind blue eyes.
                        And no one knows what it's like
      To be hated,
      To be fated
           To telling only lies.
 [bad word] 
                 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 feelin's,
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.
 [bad word] 
         Discover L.I.M.P Say it,
               Discover L.I.M.P Say it,
               Discover L.I.M.P Say it,
               Discover L.I.M.P Say it,
   Discover.

No one knows what it's like
To be mistreated,
To be defeated
Behind blue eyes.
And no one knows how to say
That they're sorry
And don't worry
I'm not telling lies.
 [bad word] 
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man,
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.