Lyrics: Peter Fenn/Randall Hammers/Cooper Holzman/Rubi Rose/Rosendo Rubio/Paris Douglas/Claire Chicha/Dixie
Music: Peter Fenn/Randall Hammers/Cooper Holzman/Rubi Rose/Rosendo Rubio/Paris Douglas/Claire Chicha/Dixie
Producer: Cooper Holzman
(Psycho)
Might go psycho if you let go
This is a side of me that you don't know (Yeah)
If you fool me then you'll see something that ain't pretty
This is a side of me that you don't know
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
You turn me to a psycho
Lookin' for some good in your old phone
Talking to some girls that you might know (Hello?)
Never really gonna be the type though
You turn me to a psycho
Pulling up the seats when your eyes closed
Putting all the glitter on your new clothΠ΅s
Never really thought I'd bΠ΅ the type though
To turn into a psycho (Yeah, Rubi)
Crazy really your type
I got a screenshot of every single picture you liked
You got a hundred bestfriends, none of them named Mike
Callin' everybody sis, where was you last night?
You gon' really turn a saint into 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 straight jacket when I'm through with this shit
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
You turn me to a psycho
Lookin' for some good in your old phone
Talking to some girls that you might know (Hello?)
Never really gonna be the type though
You turn me to a psycho
Pulling up the seats when your eyes closed
Putting all the glitter on your new clothes
Never really thought I'd be the type though
To turn into a psycho
Your phones off, you don't talk
You're silent and lip locked
There's something you don't want me to know
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
You turn me to a psycho
Lookin' for some good in your old phone (Yeah, yeah)
Talking to some girls that you might know (Hello?)
Never really gonna be the type though
You turn me to a psycho (Ooh)
Pulling up the seats when your eyes closed (Your eyes closed)
Putting all the glitter on your new clothes (Ooh)
Never really thought I'd be the type though
To turn into a psycho (Ooh)
You got me turnin' to a
Turn into a psycho
Never really I'd really be the type though
To turn into a psycho
Mixing Engineer: Jaycen Joshua/Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Audio Engineer: Caleb Hulin/John Bruington/Kahlil Vellani
Vocal Recording: Mitch Allan
Producer: Cooper Holzman/Mitch Allan
Mastering Engineer: Brian Gardner