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Behind Blue Eyes The Who
[Em]No one knows what [G]it's like, to [D]be the bad man,
to be the [C]sad man, [A]Be[Aaddb]hind Blue[A] eyes.
[Em]No one knows what [G]it's like to [D]be hated,
To be [C]fated, to [A]tell[Aaddb]ing only[A] lies.
But my [C]dre[D]ams, they [G]aren't as empty,
As my [C]con[D]science [E]seems to be
I [C]have hours, [D]only lonely
My love is [Bm]vengence that's [A]never free
No one knows that 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.
[D]When my [Bm]fist [A]clenches crack [E]it open,
[Bm]before I use [G]it and loose [D]my cool.
When I [Bm]smile tell [A]me some bad [E]news,
before I [Bm]laugh and [A]act like a [E]fool
And if I swallow anything evil,
stick your finger down my throat.
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.
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C D G
But my dre ams, they aren't as
C D E
As my con science seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengence that's