Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Piano, artist - Kiesza.
Date of issue: 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 |