American Psycho Lyrics

There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman

Some kind of abstraction

But there is no real me

Only an entity– something illusory

And though I can hide my cold gaze

And you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours

And maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable

I simply am not there

They say I'm crazy, but I'm really insane

Hop in that Tonka

Yeah that Bently Mulsanne

Everybody gone talk they shit

I'm a stay up, stay rich

And I got a situation with some confrontation

Had to put that shit down in the ditch

You know It's me

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

Yeah, everywhere I go (I go)

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

All this saying fucking sorry make me mad

I had to hop up in the stu, get in my bag

And any problem that you got, it ain't my bad

And if you say you want to leave, then I'll be glad

My diamonds two tone

Gave it to my redbone

Bitch, yeah I got two phones

They won't leave me alone

I'm a killer, I'm a psycho baby

You say you love me, yeah well I know baby

They say I'm crazy, but I'm really insane

Hop in that Tonka

Yeah that Bently Mulsanne

Everybody gone talk they shit

I'm a stay up, stay rich

And I got a situation with some confrontation

Had to put that shit down in the ditch

You know It's me

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

Yeah, everywhere I go (I go)

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

Bitch I'm Psycho (Psycho)

People probably don't listen to the lyrics

But they should

Because it's not just about the pleasures of conformity and the importance of trends

It's also a personal statement about the band itself

Hey, Paul!

Try getting a reservation at Dorsia now, you fuckin' stupid bastard!