Written by Pete Townshend 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