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How did I not realize I was painting a fake portrait
Realization of creating a false image of someone
You never made mistakes, only happy little accidents covered in white paint
Denial of mistakes, covering flaws with a positive outlook
Making you everything I wanted you to be
Shaping the person into one's ideal image
Ignoring all the imperfections right in front of me
Ignoring obvious imperfections in the person
I was finger painting with my eyes closed
Metaphorically painting without seeing the reality
Every part of you I chose was a lie to be exposed
Choosing false aspects that will be revealed later
I was finger painting with my eyes closed, made a mess
Messy consequences of the false portrayal
You know the rest, the painting was perfect
Despite flaws, the initial image seemed perfect
But now I'm upset because I know, that you're out of my control
Realizing lack of control over the person
How did I not realize I had mixed up all the colors
Recognizing confusion in the relationship
You made me feel so blue, but I painted the sky yellow to hide the truth
Painting a false reality to conceal painful emotions
Making you everything I thought you were
Misinterpreting the person's true nature
Ignoring emotions and commotions, creating a world war
Avoiding emotional challenges, causing internal conflicts
I was finger painting with my eyes closed
Continuing the metaphorical painting blindly
Every part of you I chose was a lie to be exposed
Choosing deceptive aspects to uncover later
I was finger painting with my eyes closed, made a mess
Facing the messy aftermath of illusions
You know the rest, the painting was perfect
Despite flaws, the initial image seemed perfect
But now I'm upset because I know, that you're out of my control
Reiteration of the realization of lack of control
My imagination holds so much creation
Awareness of creative potential within the mind
Inside, but not the right kind
Recognition that the imagination may mislead
Distorted reality, made dreams come to life
Manifestation of distorted dreams in reality
But they're just pretty white lies
Admitting that the created reality is untrue
But I know better now
Gaining wisdom and understanding
I'll be a better artist next time around
Commitment to improving future perceptions
I was finger painting with my eyes closed
Continuation of the metaphorical painting process
Every part of you I chose was a lie to be exposed
Choosing deceptive aspects with awareness
I was finger painting with my eyes closed, made a mess
Facing the messy consequences consciously
You know the rest, the painting was perfect
Despite flaws, the initial image seemed perfect
But now I'm upset because I know, that you're out of my control
Reiteration of the realization of lack of control
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