Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Piano , by - Kiesza. Release date: 20.10.2014
Song language: English
Piano |
| I still remember you |
| Hug me like a picture frame |
| While I’m staring in your eyes |
| My mind’s still in the memory |
| Turfed like I’m a bulletproof |
| My heart’s playing halo games |
| Knowing that when you and I collide |
| I’ll give you everything |
| When I try to run away you make me think of fight back |
| And I don’t think that I’ve ever had a feeling like that |
| Oh your love is not fiction |
| It’s the realest I’ve seen |
| But you don’t even know what you’re doing to me, yeah |
| You, you |
| Don’t know you’re setting off a fuse, fuse |
| You make me wanna break the rules |
| Come put your hands on my piano |
| You, you |
| No you ain’t got nothing to prove, prove |
| You got me breaking all the rules, rules |
| So put your hands on my piano |
| Who said I wanna lose |
| Subtle how you say my name |
| Acting like I’m in control |
| I fall, you’re taking over me |
| Lost baby here’s the truth |
| I’m blind folded in your maze |
| Bodies going in the dark, and art, it’s all that I ever need |
| When I try to run away you make me think of fight back |
| And I don’t think that I’ve ever had a feeling like that |
| Oh your love is not fiction |
| It’s the realest I’ve seen |
| But you don’t even know what you’re doing to me, yeah |
| You, you |
| Don’t know you’re setting off a fuse, fuse |
| You make me wanna break the rules |
| Come put your hands on my piano |
| You, you |
| No you ain’t got nothing to prove, prove |
| You got me breaking all the rules, rules |
| So put your hands on my piano |
| Looking for a way but I can’t go |
| Cause babe I even see you with my eyes closed |
| Babe I even see you with my eyes closed |
| Looking for a reason but I got none |
| Cause secretly I don’t think that I want one |
| Honestly I don’t think that I want one |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Don’t know what you do to |
| You, you |
| Don’t know you’re setting off a fuse, fuse |
| You make me wanna break the rules |
| Come put your hands on my piano |
| You, you |
| No you ain’t got nothing to prove, prove |
| You got me breaking all the rules, rules |
| So put your hands on my piano |
| You, you |
| Don’t know you’re setting off a fuse, fuse |
| You make me wanna break the rules |
| Come put your hands on my piano |
| You, you |
| No you ain’t got nothing to prove, prove |
| You got me breaking all the rules, rules |
| So put your hands on my piano |