Picasso
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'll keep coming back to you
Where did you learn to break a heart?
Turn the torture into art
Who the hell d'you think you are? Picasso? Oh-oh-oh
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'll keep coming back to you
Where did you learn to break a heart?
Turn the torture into art
Who the hell d'you think you are? Picasso? Oh-oh-oh
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-oh
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'll keep coming back to you
Where did you learn to break a heart?
Turn the torture into art
Who the hell d'you think you are? Picasso? Oh-oh-oh
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'll keep coming back to you
Where did you learn to break a heart?
Turn the torture into art
Who the hell d'you think you are? Picasso? Oh-oh-oh
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-oh
Oh my God, I think that I am in over my head
Credits
Writer(s): Ina Christine Wroldsen, Jonny Coffer, Bradley Simpson, Jordan Asher Cruz
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