Picasso Bradley Simpson

[Verse 1]
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

[Pre-Chorus]
January morning fights and April rendezvous
You paint only tragedy and I'll keep coming back to you

[Chorus]
Where'd 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

[Post-Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
You said hi and I saw stars, I should've looked away (Quand je n'ai pas de bleu)
I had no idea something so breathtaking could cause such pain (Je mets du rouge)