Psycho

Here we go
Now it's back to the rubber room
I'm a psycho, cause I never cut my demons loose
Sit on my throne, cause i'm like a fucking god to you
I gave you a home, and all I got back was the abuse
You were just a hoe, but I kept on running back to you
I can't be alone, but you knew that now i'm feeling used
Talk about our feelings, call me little
sad. Bitch, how are you?
Oh you doing good? Been moving on?
Yeah I love you too

Glad you broke my heart, cause it gave me such a better view
Now i'm living large, I just put out an album or two
I've been living good since you left me, so it's fuck you, boo
You ain't seen the better me, now you can't kill my fucking mood
I'm finally happy, yeah I love the way my life is moved
I feel like a new person, I feel like I could touch the moon
Keep running your mouth, I don't care bout what you fucking do
I'll be crying in my mansion while you're running fucking different dudes

Yeah they say that I need some help
But i'm just trying to be myself
They said i'll never be okay
But i'm alright with cloudy days
I got these voices in my head
Collectively they want me dead
They try to push me to the edge
While they pretend to be my friends
Yeah I know death will be my fate
Eventually we pass away
But for now i'll sing this song
So they remember me in pain

Here we go
Now it's back to the rubber room
I'm a psycho, cause I never cut my demons loose
Sit on my throne, cause i'm like a fucking god to you
I gave you a home, and all I got back was the abuse
You were just a hoe, but I kept on running back to you
I can't be alone, but you knew that now i'm feeling used
Talk about our feelings, call me little sad. Bitch, how are you?
Oh you doing good? Been moving on?
Yeah I love you too

Glad you broke my heart, cause it gave me such a better view
Now i'm living large, I just put out an album or two
I've been living good since you left me so it's fuck you, boo
You ain't seen the better me, now you can't kill my fucking mood
I'm finally happy, yeah I love the way my life is moved
I feel like a new person, I feel like I could touch the moon
Keep running your mouth, I don't care bout what you fucking do
I'll be crying in my mansion while you're running fucking different dudes



Credits
Writer(s): Zac Mullaly
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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