You Ruined Me

Vulnerability, the core of fearlessness. Experiences that can be remembered differently or manipulated later, by our interpretations, or another's innate desire to rewrite our histories? The villain, ever becoming the victim. 

The lyrics in the Veronicas song sum up the fucking fearlessness anyone has in ever opening their hearts to another, knowing it could be just be disposable. 

Job well done, standing ovation
Yeah you got what you wanted, I guess you won
And I don't want to hear, they don't know you like I do
Even I could've told you, but now we're done

'Cause you play me like a symphony, play me till your fingers bleed
I'm your greatest masterpiece, you ruin me
Later when the curtains drawn, and no one's there for you back home
Don't cry to me you played me wrong, you ruin me

I know you thought that I wouldn't notice
You were acting so strange, I'm no that dumb
And in the end I hope she was worth it

I don't care if you loved me, you make me numb

We're that song you wouldn't sing
Just a broken melody, you're killing me

Dimensions: 1500 x 1500
Materials: House Paint, Ink, Posca & Graphite

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