All the world loves things of beauty and intrigue
These two things: I’ve never had one
Born in this old skin
I’m too sick, I can’t win
I’ve lived with this damage too long
My eyes can’t behold it
I cannot control this
This feeling that’s left in my heart
I’ve never done no wrong
I don’t deserve these bones
Please burn off this sin when I’m gone
And I said that this is ugly to me
The world is ugly to me
And you are ugly to me
I am ugly to me
I haven’t become all I want to be
I haven’t become anything I need to be
I haven’t become all I want to be
I haven’t become anything
(suffer, suffer, suffer, suffer, suffer)
Why can’t you look? Why can’t you look at me?
See what I see
Why can’t you feel? Why can’t you feel like me?
Feel what I feel
Why can’t you hurt? Why can’t you hurt like me?
Taste the pain I feel
Why must I die? Why must I die for you?
Well, it’s the ugly truth
Well, it’s ugly
Why can’t you look? Why can’t you look at me?
See what I see
Why can’t you feel? Why can’t you feel like me?
Feel what I feel
Why can’t you hurt? Why can’t you hurt like me?
Taste the pain I feel
Why must I die? Why must I die for you?
Well, it’s the ugly truth
Well, it’s ugly