Key: F
Introduction:
F C
Oh, she' s sweet but a psy-cho
G
A little bit psy-cho
At night she screamin'
Am G
"I' m my-my, outta my mind"
F C
Oh, she' s hot but a psy-cho
G
So left but she' s right though
At night she' s screamin'
Am G
"I' m my-my, outta my mind"
F C G
She make you curse, but she' s your blessing
Am G
She' ll rip your shirt within a second
F C G
You' ll be coming back, back for seconds
Am G
With your plate, you just can' t help it
F C G
No, no, you' ll play alo-o-ong
Am G
Let her lead you o-o-on
F C G
You' ll be saying, "No, no", then saying, "Yes, yes, yes"
Am G
' Cause she' s messin' with your head
F C
Oh, she' s sweet but a psy-cho
G
A little bit psy-cho
At night she' s screamin'
Am G
"I' m my-my, outta my mind"
F C
Oh, she' s hot but a psy-cho
G
So left but she' s right though
At night she' s screamin'
Am G
"I' m my-my, outta my mind"
F C
Grab a cop gun, kinda crazy
G
She' s poison but tasty
Yeah, people say,
Am G
"Run, don' t walk away"
F C
Cuz she' s sweet but a psy-cho
G
A little bit psy-cho
At night she screamin'
Am G
"I' m my-my, outta my mind"
F C G
See, someone said, "Don' t drink her potions"
Am G
She' ll kiss your neck with no emotions
F C G
When she' s mean, you know you love it
Am G
' Cause she tastes so sweet, don' t sugar coat it
F C G
No, no, you' ll play alo-o-ong
Am G
Let her lead you o-o-on
F C G
You' ll be saying, "No, no", then saying, "Yes, yes, yes"
Am G
' Cause she' s messin' with your head
F C
Oh, she' s sweet but a psy-cho
G
A little bit psy-cho
At night she' s screamin'
Am G
"I' m my-my, outta my mind"
F C
Oh, she' s hot but a psy-cho
G
So left but she' s right though
At night she' s screamin'
Am G
"I' m my-my, outta my mind"
F C
Grab a cop gun, kinda crazy
G
She' s poison but tasty
Yeah, people say,
Am G
"Run, don' t walk away"
F C
Cuz she' s sweet but a psy-cho
G
A little bit psy-cho
At night she screamin'
Am G
"I' m my-my, outta my mind"
F C
You' re just like me-e, you' re out your mi-ind
G Am G
I know it' s strange, we' re both the crazy kind
F C
You' re tellin' me-e that I' m insane
G Am G
Boy, don' t pretend that you don' t love the pain
F C
Oh, she' s sweet but a psy-cho
G
A little bit psy-cho
At night she' s screamin'
Am G
"I' m my-my, outta my mind"
F C
Oh, she' s hot but a psy-cho
G
So left but she' s right though
At night she' s screamin'
Am G
"I' m my-my, outta my mind"
F C
Grab a cop gun, kinda crazy
G
She' s poison but ta-asty
Yeah, people say,
Am G
"Run, don' t walk away"
F C
Cuz she' s sweet but a psy-cho
G
A little bit psy-cho
At night she screamin'
Am G
"I' m my-my, outta my mind"