Oh my God, I think that I am in over my head I have let the chaos in and now it's in my bed
January morning fights and April rendezvous You paint only tragedy and I keep coming back to you
Where'd you learn to break a heart? Turn the torture into art Who the hell d'you think you are? Picasso, oh-oh-ohh Painting burns and painful scars Brushing on my body parts I'd do anything for my Picasso, oh-oh
I'm still so in love with you I'd run into a burning room I'd pose and let you paint me black and blue Picasso, oh-oh
You said "Hi" and I saw stars, I should've looked away I had no idea something so breathtaking could cause such pain
January morning fights and April rendezvous (Rendezvous) You paint only tragedy and I keep coming back to you
Where'd you learn to break a heart? Turn the torture into art Who the hell d'you think you are? Picasso, oh-oh-ohh Painting burns and painful scars Brushing on my body parts I'd do anything for my Picasso, oh-oh
I'm still so in love with you I'd run into a burning room I'd pose and let you paint me black and blue Picasso, oh-oh-ohh
Da-da, da-da, da-da-da (Oh-oh-ohh) Da-da, da-da, da-da-da Da-da, da-da, da-da-da (Oh-oh-ohh) Da-da, da-da, da-da-da Da-da, da-da, da-da-da (Oh-oh-ohh) Da-da, da-da, da-da-da Da-da, da-da, da-da-da Da-da, da-da, da-da-da Oh my God, I think that I am in over my headTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
