You kept me as your favourite secret
And I thought we just took it slow
They said your girlfriend’s from the beaches
It’s funny how everybody but me knows
I feel like you feel nothing, that’s fine
Please leave this behind
You’re losing your mind
Calling me a hundred times
Time you drew a line
And stopped wasting mine
Miss me? That’s a lie, lie, lie
Now that I’m over that hill
You wanna say how you feel
Crazy to think that
You still call me psycho
You wanna talk, not ideal
Heard I moved on, babe, that’s real
And you’ve got a girl but
You still call me psycho
Now that I’m over that hill
You wanna say how you feel
Crazy to think that
You still call me psycho
You wanna talk, not ideal
Heard I moved on, babe, that’s real
And you’ve got a girl but
You still call me psycho
Playing a perfect Patrick Bateman
Put blame on anyone but you
All kinds of ghosts down in your bas#ment
You made me feel so useful then so used
I feel like you feel nothing, that’s fine
Please leave this behind
You’re losing your mind
Calling me a hundred times
Time you drew a line
And stopped wasting mine
Miss me? That’s a lie, lie, lie
Now that I’m over that hill
You wanna say how you feel
Crazy to think that
You still call me psycho
You wanna talk, not ideal
Heard I moved on, babe, that’s real
And you’ve got a girl but
You still call me psycho
Now that I’m over that hill
You wanna say how you feel
Crazy to think that
You still call me psycho
You wanna talk, not ideal
Heard I moved on, babe, that’s real
And you’ve got a girl but
You still call me psycho
You don’t want me at all
But you don’t want me to fall for anyone
But you’ll go with anyone
And you still call me psycho
You don’t want me at all
But you don’t want me to fall for anyone
When all is said and done
You still call me psycho
All your exes found me and so beware
We’re all friends now, maybe you should be scared
You’re so crazy, baby, who has two phones
One for her and one to still call me psycho
Now that I’m over that hill
You wanna say how you feel
Crazy to think that
You still call me psycho
You wanna talk, not ideal
Heard I moved on, babe, that’s real
And you’ve got a girl but
You still call me psycho
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Maisie Peters Lyrics – Psycho