Tuesday, March 22, 2005

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 faded to telling only lies
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what its 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 woe
Can show through
No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one know how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies
No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

"So much time that's wasted,
I can truly say I never thought it would come to this,
Never would I doubt you, but the truth kept smacking me in the face.

Tears run down as I think of the days we've had,
And the memories will last forever,
But you and I have died and gone our separate ways.

We had something great, then it was washed away,
We had something more, then I can explain.
I’m sorry. No! We had something great, then it was washed away.
No! Not all friendships last, the genuine are harder to take.
No! Time to start again, hope someday you'll think of me.
No! The end reality, I know everyday I'll think of you..."

--If only you knew...

11:36 PM  
Blogger ericka said...

who is me? e mail me with the answer if you like...if only i knew what, if you would like me to know something why not just tell me?

10:51 PM  

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