[Gm]Oh my god, I [C]think that I am, [F]In over my [D7]head,
[Gm]I have let the [C]chaos in, And [F]now it’s in my [D7]bed.
[Gm]January [C]morning fights, And [F]April rendez[Bb]vous,
You paint only tragedy, And [A7]I’ll keep coming back to [Gm]you.
Where did you [C]learn to break a [F]heart? Turn the [Bb]torture into [Gm]art
Who the [A7]hell d’you think you [Dm]are? Picas[D7]so
[Gm]Painting [C]burns and painful [F]scars, Brushing [Bb]on my body [Gm]parts,
I’d do [A7]anything for [Dm]my, Picas[D7]so,
[Gm]I’m still so in [C]love with you, I’d [F]run into a [Bb]burning room,
I’d [Gm]pose and let you [A7]paint me black and [Dm]blue. Picas[D7]so.
[Gm]You said hi And [C]I saw stars, [F]Should’ve looked a[Dm]way
[Gm]I had no i[C]dea, Something so [F]breathtaking Could [Dm]cause bring such pain
[Gm]January [C]morning fights, And [F]April rendez[Bb]vous,
You paint only tragedy, And [A7]I’ll keep coming back to [Gm]you.
Where did you [C]learn to break a [F]heart? Turn the [Bb]torture into [Gm]art
Who the [A7]hell d’you think you [Dm]are? Picas[D7]so
[Gm]Painting [C]burns and painful [F]scars, Brushing [Bb]on my body [Gm]parts,
I’d do [A7]anything for [Dm]my, Picas[D7]so,
[Gm]I’m still so in [C]love with you, I’d [F]run into a [Bb]burning room,
I’d [Gm]pose and let you [A7]paint me black and [Dm]blue. Picas[D7]so.
