[ Featuring Dia ]
Too bad you knew me.
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.
This was wrong.
I am no masterpiece where innocence is painted green
Isn't it strange to think how you created all of me?
[Chorus]
Done by the hands of a broken artist
You painted black where my naked heart is
Now I finally know what wrong is
Carved like a stone with hands still shaking
On display through a soul still breakin'
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
You can't erase these, lines you can't save me
You can't display me, you know what dismay means
Can't even try to
Remember what I knew
Before I became your model to claim no
I grew tired
You expired
You finished me
Now that I'm all that you planned
What do you think?
[Chorus]
(I won't ever let you fall, I'm no masterpiece at all)
