PSYCHO

Oh no, look who guessed your password right

Huh

Oh no, and the girl you said who ain't your type

Is sendin' messages, messages, they never end

That's a whole lotta messages for just a friend

Oh no, had a feeling I knew what I'd find

You met up with Veronica late last night

You had a bit of Eleanor on the side

Was chattin' up Anita all last week

And now you're doin' Nina, how'd you even meet her?

Hittin' on Bianca, are you dumb?

Got with Alexandra and her mum

You're tellin' every girl they drive you mad

Yet you're callin' me the psychopath

I'm the psychopath

I'm the psychopath

Oh, I'm the psycho

I'm the psychopath

Oh, I'm the psycho

Oh no, you've got to be kiddin'

You say how much you respect women

I'm buying your meals, I'm paying your bills

While you're out here switchin' positions, ooh (Ah)

Hold up, wait, babe, I ain't finished (Hold up, wait, yeah)

All in my face, girl, you're trippin' (Why you trippin' for?)

It's not what it looks like

They're bruises not love bites

Good luck with the hole that you're diggin'

I-I-I don't fuck with Emily, on my life (Yeah, yeah)

Had to cut off Beverly, at least I tried (I swear I tried)

All these other girls that I can't see (Huh?)

I just want a lil' Anne-Marie (Ah)

Oh no, call me crazy all you like

Uh

Oh no, turns out I was fucking right

You met up with Veronica late last night

You had a bit of Eleanor on the side

Was chattin' up Anita all last week

And now you're doin' Nina, how'd you even meet her?

Hittin' on Bianca, are you dumb? (What?)

Got with Alexandra and her mum (Nah)

You're tellin' every girl they drive you mad (Uegh)

Yet you're calling me the psychopath

I'm the psychopath

I'm the psychopath

Oh, I'm the psycho

I'm the psychopath

Oh, I'm the psycho

Oh, I'm the psycho