
You drew the lines but missed the heart
A masterpiece torn all apart
Your colors bled but never stayed
Chasing shadows you portrayed
I'm not your Nightmargin no not at all
I won't catch you when you fall
You sketched a dream but I'm not the frame
Erase my name erase my name
Your whispers fade like charcoal dust
Promises crumbled into rust
You trace the moon but miss the tide
Searching for what I won't provide
No more outlines no more schemes
I'm not the canvas for your dreams
I'm not your Nightmargin no not at all
I won't catch you when you fall
You sketched a dream but I'm not the frame
Erase my name erase my name
Blurred edges fray like twilight haze
Your palette fades in endless grays
I'm stepping out into the sun
This portrait's done
This portrait's done