Maybe it scares you
Maybe it makes you cry
Maybe it reminds you
Of all that you deny

To see the good
You never would

Without the ugly
There is no beautiful
Without the ugly
There is no beautiful

Walk down the street
And I turn my blind eye
Don't want to meet the parts of myself
I might find

To see the good
You never would

Without the ugly
There is no beautiful
Without the ugly
There is no beautiful

So Venus tries
To sympathize
We make her look so good

As kind is to cruel
As bitter is to sweet
This life has a rule
That the two must somehow meet

To see the good
You never would

Without the ugly
There is no beautiful
Without the ugly
There is no beautiful