PSYCHO Lyrics

Say that you love me

you liar

Cap

You are an ugly crier

Fact

If you were to be the last woman on Earth

Then I would turn Billy Eichner

He's gay

Like, how can you always be tired?

How

Like you're 23 and retired

What

Posting your coochie for rent

Can't you blame, it's fire

I know that you're insecure in rhinestones

You stay wearing sneakers over high heels

High hopes living rent-free in my mind

Why do you only hit my line when I fly into your time zone?

Lights off, now she's asking to wear my clothes

Doze off, when I woke up left a kind note

God damn, think she stole my favorite vinyl

The record on the shelf next to the picture of her smile

Rosé, intoxicated getting wild

Know the saying, if you love it, let it die off

Can't complain, this is the life I always wanted

You don't wanna get me started

Baby, trust, I can get psycho

Sticks and stones, she likes to throw 'em around

My darling lives in her head

Giving in to fear and her doubts

A couple of drinks at the bar

Then she gonna drive herself home

She tries to cover her scars

Ends up just ripping 'em open

Girl, you are dead to me

Gross

Do not send texts to me

Blocked

I will not text you back

I wont

I told you, you're dead to me

Deceased

I hope you rest in peace

Psyche!

Spit on your grave

I'm gonna piss on the flowers

Your new man would plant

'Cause you don't deserve a bouquet

I'm really afraid the feeling will fade

That I'll end up crawling right back to your place

And doing the same shit I had just said

That I wouldn't ever be doing again

I'm outta my lane, it's just a phase

Every day overcast inside my brain

Promise it's different, girl, I'll be different

But this bitch really be stuck in her ways

Sticks and stones, she likes to throw 'em around

My darling lives in her head

Giving in to fear and her doubts

A couple of drinks at the bar

Then she gonna drive herself home

She tries to cover her scars

Ends up just ripping 'em open

I know that you're insecure in rhinestones

You stay wearing sneakers over high heels

High hopes living rent-free in my mind

Why do you only hit my line when I fly into your time zone?

Lights off, now she's asking to wear my clothes

Doze off, when I woke up left a kind note

God damn, think she stole my favorite vinyl

The record on the shelf next to the picture of her smile

Rosé, intoxicated getting wild

Know the saying, if you love it, let it die off

Can't complain, this is the life I always wanted

You don't wanna get me started

Baby, trust, I can get psycho