ft. Rubi Rose | (Psycho) Might go psycho if you let go
There's a side of me that you don't know (Yeah)
If you fool me then you'll see somethin' that ain't pretty
There's a side of me that you don't know
ft. Rubi Rose | (Psycho) Might go psycho if you let go
There's a side of me that you don't know (Yeah)
If you fool me then you'll see somethin' that ain't pretty
There's a side of me that you don't know
[Pre-Chorus: Dixie]
Lyin' to my face
Told me she was a friend
Saturday night, and you're at it again
Keep pullin' this shit
You're pushing me close to the edge
[Chorus: Dixie & Rubi Rose]
You turn me to a psycho
Lookin' 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
Pullin' up receipts when your eyes closed
Pullin' out the glitter 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
Callin' 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]
Lyin' to my face
Told me she was a friend
Saturday night, and you're at it again
Keep pullin' this shit
You're pushing me close to the edge
[Chorus: Dixie]
You turn me to a psycho
Lookin' 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
Pullin' up receipts when your eyes closed
Pullin' 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
[Pre-Chorus: Dixie]
Lyin' to my face
Told me she was a friend
Saturday night, and you're at it again
Keep pullin' this shit
You're pushing me close to the edge
[Chorus: Dixie]
You turn me to a psycho
Lookin' 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)
Pullin' up receipts when your eyes closed (Your eyes closed)
Pullin' out the glitter on your new clothes (Ooh)
Never really thought I'd be the type though
To turn into a psycho (Ooh)
[Post-Chorus: Dixie]
You got me turnin' to a
Turnin' to a psycho
Never really thought I'd be the type though
To turn into a psycho
(Psycho) kan gå psyko, hvis du slipper
Der er en side af mig, som du ikke ved (ja)
Hvis du narre mig så vil du se noget, der ikke er smuk
Der er en side af mig, som du ikke ved
[Pre-Chorus: Dixie]
Lyin 'til mit ansigt
Fortalte mig, at hun var en ven
Lørdag aften, og du er på det igen
Hold pullin 'denne lort
Du skubber mig tæt på kanten
[Chorus: Dixie & Rubi Rose]
Du vender mig til en psyko
Lookin 'for nogle snavs i din gamle telefon
Taler til de piger, som du måske kender (hej?)
Aldrig rigtig troet, jeg ville være typen dog
Du vender mig til en psyko
Pullin 'op kvitteringer, når dine øjne lukkede
Pullin 'ud glitter på dit nye tøj
Aldrig rigtig troet, jeg ville være typen dog
At blive til en psyko (ja, rubi)
[Vers 2: Rubi Rose]
Crazy virkelig din type
Jeg fik et screenshot af hvert enkelt billede, du kan lide
Du har hundrede bedste venner, ingen af dem hedder Mike
Callin 'everybody sis, hvor var du i aftes?
Du går virkelig en helgen til en lunatic
Kan ikke forstyrres i freden, drengen, du latterlig
Din telefon ringin 'forbi tolv, ved ikke, hvem det er
Jeg har brug for en straitjacket, når jeg er igennem med denne lort
[Pre-Chorus: Dixie]
Lyin 'til mit ansigt
Fortalte mig, at hun var en ven
Lørdag aften, og du er på det igen
Hold pullin 'denne lort
Du skubber mig tæt på kanten
[Chorus: Dixie]
Du vender mig til en psyko
Lookin 'for nogle snavs i din gamle telefon
Taler til de piger, som du måske kender (hej?)
Aldrig rigtig troet, jeg ville være typen dog
Du vender mig til en psyko
Pullin 'op kvitteringer, når dine øjne lukkede
Pullin 'ud glitter på dit nye tøj
Aldrig rigtig troet, jeg ville være typen dog
At blive til en psyko
[Vers 3: Dixie]
Din telefon er slukket, du snakker ikke
Du er tavse og læbe låst
Der er noget, du vil ikke have mig til at vide
[Pre-Chorus: Dixie]
Lyin 'til mit ansigt
Fortalte mig, at hun var en ven
Lørdag aften, og du er på det igen
Hold pullin 'denne lort
Du skubber mig tæt på kanten
[Chorus: Dixie]
Du vender mig til en psyko
Lookin 'for nogle snavs i din gamle telefon (ja, ja)
Taler til de piger, som du måske kender (hej?)
Aldrig rigtig troet, jeg ville være typen dog
Du vender mig til en psyko (OOH)
Pullin 'op kvitteringer, når dine øjne lukkede (dine lukkede øjne)
Pullin 'ud glitter på dit nye tøj (OOH)
Aldrig rigtig troet, jeg ville være typen dog
At blive til en psyko (OOH)
[Post-Chorus: Dixie]
Du har mig turnin 'til a
Turnin 'til en psyko
Aldrig rigtig troet, jeg ville være typen dog
At blive til en psyko