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´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

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´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

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

Da-da, da-da, da-da-da-da (Oh-oh-oh)
Da-da, da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da, da-da, da-da-da-da (Oh-oh-oh)
Da-da, da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da, da-da, da-da-da-da (Oh-oh-oh)
Da-da, da-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 head