Psycho

Bm       G      F#m
Might go psycho if you let go
Bm                G              
There's a side of me that you 
   F#m
don't know (yeah)
Bm               G              
If you fool me, then you'll see 
F#m
something that ain't pretty
Bm                G           
There's a side of me that you don't 
F#m
know

[Pre-Chorus]
Bm                     G
Lying to my face, told me she was a 
friend
F#m
Saturday night and you're at it 
again
     Bm                       
Keep pulling this shit, you're 
 G
pushing me close to the edge


[Chorus]
N.C              Bm
You turn me to a psycho
G                             F#m
Looking for some dirt in your old 
phone
F#                            Bm
Talking to the girls that you might 
know (hello?)
G                               
Never really thought I'd be the type
F#
 though
                 Bm
You turn me to a psycho
G                             F#m
Pulling up receipts when your eyes 
closed
F#                              
Pouring out the glitter on your new 
Bm
clothes
G                               
Never really thought I'd be the type
F#m
 though
               Bm
To turn into a psycho (yeah, Rubi)


[Verse 2]
G
Crazy really your type
        F#m                        
I got a screenshot of every single 
F#
picture you like
          Bm                    G
You got a hundred best friends, none
 of 'em named Mike
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F#m
Callin' everybody sis, where was you
 last night?
         Bm                       
You gon' really turn a saint to a 
G
lunatic
         F#m                       
Can't be disturbing the peace, boy,
     F#
 you ludicrous
           Bm                  
Your phone ringing past twelve, 
            G
don't know who it is
F#m
I'ma need a straight jacket when I'm
 through with this shit


[Pre-Chorus]
            Bm            G
Lying to my face, told me she was a 
friend
F#m                       F#
Saturday night and you're at it 
again
     Bm                       
Keep pulling this shit, you're 
 G                       F#
pushing me close to the edge


[Chorus]
                 Bm
You turn me to a psycho
G                             F#
Looking for some dirt in your old 
phone
                              Bm
Talking to the girls that you might 
know (hello?)
G                               
Never really thought I'd be the type
F#
 though
                 Bm
You turn me to a psycho
G                             F#
Pulling up receipts when your eyes 
closed
                                Bm
Pouring out the glitter on your new 
clothes
G                               
Never really thought I'd be the type
F#
 though
               N.C
To turn into a psycho


[Verse 3]
     Bm                    G
Your phone's off, you don't talk
      F#m   F#
You're silent and lip-locked
Bm                G              
There's something you don't want 
      F#
me to know


[Pre-Chorus]
Bm                                
Lying to my face, told me she was 
  G
a friend
F#m                       F#
Saturday night and you're at it 
again
     Bm                       
Keep pulling this shit, you're 
 G
pushing me close to the edge


[Chorus]
                 Bm
You turn me to a psycho
G                             F#m
Looking for some dirt in your old 
phone (yeah)
F#                            Bm
Talking to the girls that you might 
know (hello?)
G                               
Never really thought I'd be the type
F#
 though
                 Bm
You turn me to a psycho
G                             F#
Pulling up receipts when your eyes 
closed (with your eyes closed, ooh)
Bm                              G
Pouring out the glitter on your new 
clothes
F#
Never really thought I'd be the type
 though


[Other]
               Bm
To turn into a psycho
G          F#
You got me turning to a
            Bm
Turn into a psycho
G                              F#
Never really I'd really be the type 
though
               N.C
To turn into a psycho