Oh, oh, you know what dismay means
You painted black where my naked heart is
On display though a soul still breaking
Oh, you finished me
Did I say, "Come and get me?"
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
Carved like a stone with your hands still shaking
Well, tell me what do you think?
Carved like a stone with your hands still shaking
I'm telling you, I am no masterpiece
So strange that you made all of me
And I wasn't ready
On display though a soul still breaking
That you created all of me?
And so I am no masterpiece
Too bad you knew me
You painted black where my naked heart is
I finally know what wrong is
Now, I finally know that you bleed for nothing
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
Where innocence is painted green
It's done by the hands of a broken artist
This was wrong
Now that I am all that you planned
When you tried to tell me
Now, I finally know that you bleed for nothing
On display though a soul still breaking
You can't erase these
And you expired
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
I finally know what wrong is
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
Done by the hands of a broken artist
Lines, you can't save me
Model, I claim no
Aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
And isn't it strange to think
Before I became your
I can't even try to
Well, is this wrong?
Done by the hands of a broken artist
Remember what I knew
Now, I finally know that you bleed for nothing
You painted black where my naked heart is
And I grew tired
I wasn't ready
And too bad I held on
Oh, you can't display me
Carved like a stone with your hands still shaking
I finally know what wrong is
