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 up this sin when i m gone
and i said that this is ugly to me
the world is ugly to me
you are ugly to me
and 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
suffocate with me
i haven t become anything
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
it's the ugly truth, well it s ugly
it's making me painless
