la vie est belle

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, but my dreams they aren't as empty as my conscious seems to be i have hours, only lonelymy 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 woe can show through but my dreams they aren't as empty as my conscious seems to be i have hours, only lonely. That's never free discover say it no one knows what it's like to be mistreated to be defeated behind blue eyes and no one know how to say that they're sorry and don't worry i'm not telling lies but my dreams they aren't as empty as my conscious seems to be. all the clouds oh they're gray i'll stay if you go away concrete, tall as the sky movement, passing me by and the blush what a rush reminice cold crush next door, ear to the wall all the tension, wait for the call i wish, it was all that easy...