[Intro: Dixie]
(Psycho)
[Verse 1: Dixie]
Might go psycho if you let go
There's a side of me that you don't know (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you fool me, then you'll see something that ain't pretty
There's a side of me that you don't know
[Pre-Chorus: Dixie]
Lying to my face, told me she was a friend
Saturday night and you're at it again
Keep pulling this shit, you're pushing me close to the edge
[Chorus: Dixie & Rubi Rose]
You turn me to a psycho
Looking for some dirt in your old phone
Talking to the girls that you might know (Hello?)
Never really thought I'd be the type though
You turn me to a psycho
Pulling up receipts when your еyes closed
Pouring out the glittеr on your new clothes
Never really thought I'd be the type though
To turn into a psycho (Yeah, Rubi)
[Verse 2: Rubi Rose]
Crazy really your type
I got a screenshot of every single picture you like
You got a hundred best friends, none of them named Mike
Calling everybody sis, where was you last night?
You gon' really turn a saint to a lunatic
Can't be disturbed in the peace, boy, you ludicrous
Your phone ringin' past twelve, don't know who it is
I'ma need a straitjacket when I'm through with this shit
[Pre-Chorus: Dixie]
Lying to my face, told me she was a friend
Saturday night and you're at it again
Keep pulling this shit, you're pushing me close to the edge
[Chorus: Dixie]
You turn me to a psycho
Looking for some dirt in your old phone
Talking to the girls that you might know (Hello?)
Never really thought I'd be the type though
You turn me to a psycho
Pulling up receipts when your eyes closed
Pouring out the glitter on your new clothes
Never really thought I'd be the type though
To turn into a psycho
[Verse 3: Dixie]
Your phone's off, you don't talk
You're silent and lip-locked
There's somethin' you don't want me to know (Yeah, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: Dixie]
Lying to my face, told me she was a friend
Saturday night and you're at it again
Keep pulling this shit, you're pushing me close to the edge
[Chorus: Dixie]
You turn me to a psycho
Looking for some dirt in your old phone (Yeah, yeah)
Talking to the girls that you might know (Hello?)
Never really thought I'd be the type though
You turn me to a psycho (Ooh)
Pulling up receipts when your eyes closed (With your eyes closed)
Pouring out the glitter on your new clothes (Ooh)
Never really thought I'd be the type though
To turn into a psycho (Ooh)
[Outro: Dixie]
You got me turning to a
Turning to a psycho (Ooh)
Never really thought I'd be the type though
To turn into a psycho
