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