Now, everybody gets to have a face
Some fit unsuccessfully, others out of place
And some are taken to be without a mar
Nurtured carefully to show how beautiful we are

Now, you know
That beauty has an ache
Though you try, you can't divide
The honest from the fake
You're highly prized
So beauty can't resist
A medium don't need to read the lines
On your wrist

Now everybody shows you their good side
But you find eventually we all have things to hide
And you can't blame them for gazing on a star
Nurtured carefully to show how beautiful we are

They don't know
That beauty has an ache
What you thought's your saving grace
Might be your mistake
You're highly prized
So beauty can't resist
You rely on your diguise
You smile and be kissed

You know I know
That beauty has an ache
But you can't quite understand
This quality you hate
You're highly prized
You're placed above the rest
A pity she can never see just why
She's been blessed
Beauty has an ache
Beauty has an ache
Beauty has an ache

Beauty, beauty has an ache
Beauty
Beauty, beauty has an ache
Beauty