Testo Psycho

She’s under my skin
She’s your best dream but your worst nightmare
The enemy, she’ll pretend to care
She doesn’t hesitate she heads for the heart
She’s just so negative and the worst part is
She’ll talk and talk with not a lot of sympathy for you
Woah talk about a psycho
Every word you say is driving me insane Woah talk about a psycho
She’s an angel that raises hell
She doesn’t fight fair, couldn’t you tell
She’ll take your heart and rip it in half
Hand it back and try not to laugh
And I know that maybe she’d qualify as crazy
Where a hospital bed is where she’ll rest her head
until the day she’s dead