[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