Too bad you knew me.
When I wasn't ready.
I wasn't ready.
Did I say, "Come and get me?"
Too bad I held on.
When you tried to tell me.
This was wrong.
is this wrong?
I am no masterpiece where innocence is painted green.
Isn't it strange to think that you created all of me?
Done by the hands of a broken artist.
You painted black where my naked heart is.
I finally know what wrong is.
Now I finally know that you bleed for nothing.
Carved like a stone with your hands still shaking.
On display through a soul still breaking.
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
Aren't you proud ,Aren't you proud
You can't erase these.
Lines you can't save me.
You can't display me.
You know what dismay means.
I can't even try to.
Remember what I knew.
Before I became your.
Model to claim no.
I am no masterpiece.
So strange that you made all of me.
Done by the hands of a broken artist.
You painted black where my naked heart is.
i finally no what wrong is
Now I finally know that you bleed for nothing
carved stone with your hand still shaking
on display through a soul till breaking
Aren't proud your the one who made me
Aren't you proud Aren't you proud
I grew tired.
You expired.
You finished me.
Now that I'm all that you planned.
Well tell me what do you think?
done by the hands of a broken artist
painted black where my nakes herat is
finally no what wrong is
now i finally no that you bleed for nothing
carved stone with you hands still shaking
on display with a soul still breaking
Aren't you proud your the one who made me
Aren't you proud Aren't you proud
what would you do?what whould you say
if i told you it was only a phase
what would you do?what would you say
if i told you it was only a phase