thank you so much!! i literally have a piano in my room and i've been learning songs from your channel. ur amazing
@emmaA-2 жыл бұрын
This is definitely my new favourite song from Folklore to play on the piano. You have done such an amazing job with this song
@user-nz8jw8mb6n Жыл бұрын
2:00 ❤
@somethingok34932 жыл бұрын
Make sure nobody sees you leave Hood over your head, keep your eyes down Tell your friends you're out for a run You'll be flushed when you return Take the road less traveled by Tell yourself you can always stop What started in beautiful rooms Ends with meetings in parking lots And that's the thing about illicit affairs And clandestine meetings and longing stares It's born from just one single glance But it dies, and it dies, and it dies A million little times Leave the perfume on the shelf That you picked out just for him So you leave no trace behind Like you don't even exist Take the words for what they are A dwindling, mercurial high A drug that only worked The first few hundred times And that's the thing about illicit affairs And clandestine meetings and stolen stares They show their truth one single time But they lie, and they lie, and they lie A million little times And you wanna scream Don't call me "kid" Don't call me "baby" Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me You showed me colors You know I can't see with anyone else Don't call me "kid" Don't call me "baby" Look at this idiotic fool that you made me You taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else And you know damn well For you I would ruin myself A million little times
@francescacedeno20304 жыл бұрын
Beautiful! Thank you
@PianoLoop4 жыл бұрын
you're welcome Francesca 💗💗💗 :)
@elrondisaiah4 жыл бұрын
Can you do august no vocals? Pls
@elrondisaiah4 жыл бұрын
Thanks for the heart
@elliedekel9441 Жыл бұрын
Lyrics Make sure nobody sees you leave Hood over your head, keep your eyes down Tell your friends you're out for a run You'll be flushed when you return Take the road less traveled by Tell yourself you can always stop What started in beautiful rooms Ends with meetings in parking lots And that's the thing about illicit affairs And clandestine meetings and longing stares It's born from just one single glance But it dies, and it dies, and it dies A million little times Leave the perfume on the shelf That you picked out just for him So you leave no trace behind Like you don't even exist Take the words for what they are A dwindling, mercurial high A drug that only worked The first few hundred times And that's the thing about illicit affairs And clandestine meetings and stolen stares They show their truth one single time But they lie, and they lie, and they lie A million little times And you wanna scream Don't call me "kid" Don't call me "baby" Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me You showed me colors You know I can't see with anyone else Don't call me "kid" Don't call me "baby" Look at this idiotic fool that you made me You taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else And you know damn well For you, I would ruin myself A million little times
@ellerobyn3 жыл бұрын
Is there any chance you can do them without the lyrics section???
@lanna89073 жыл бұрын
Dope! Ty for doin this
@muskansah44874 жыл бұрын
Can please provide us the music sheet for this song?
@firstnamelastname63743 жыл бұрын
did you use that pic of taylor swift bc of the opening line “hood over you hesd keep your eyes down”
@PianoLoop3 жыл бұрын
haha you thought exactly as i did :)
@litsy42594 жыл бұрын
Can you do a song by the strokes? Preferably “selfless” :)
@abigaillopezcantu1343 Жыл бұрын
1:23
@lollypop24903 жыл бұрын
could you please do “dress” Taylor swift 💕
@xyzzywyvy3 жыл бұрын
Extremely Hardddddddddd
@AllAboutAlexa_AGD2 жыл бұрын
Make sure nobody sees you leave Hood over your head, keep your eyes down Tell your friends you're out for a run You'll be flushed when you return Take the road less traveled by Tell yourself you can always stop What started in beautiful rooms Ends with meetings in parking lots And that's the thing about illicit affairs And clandestine meetings and longing stares It's born from just one single glance But it dies, and it dies, and it dies A million little times Leave the perfume on the shelf That you picked out just for him So you leave no trace behind Like you don't even exist Take the words for what they are A dwindling, mercurial high A drug that only worked The first few hundred times And that's the thing about illicit affairs And clandestine meetings and stolen stares They show their truth one single time But they lie, and they lie, and they lie A million little times And you wanna scream Don't call me "kid" Don't call me "baby" Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me You showed me colors You know I can't see with anyone else Don't call me "kid" Don't call me "baby" Look at this idiotic fool that you made me You taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else And you know damn well For you, I would ruin myself A million little times