Anne-Marie, Aitch - PSYCHO lyrics
Aitch [Harrison Armstrong]
[Anne-Marie, Aitch - PSYCHO lyrics]
Oh no, look who guessed your password right
Huh oh no
And the girl you said who ain't your type
Is sendin' messages, messages
They never end
That's a whole lotta messages
For just a friend
No no, had a feelin' I knew what I'd find
You met up with Veronica late last night
You had a bit of Elena on the side
Was chattin' up Anita all last week
And now you're doin' Nina
How'd you even meet her?
Hittin' on Bianca, are you dumb?
Got with Alexandra and her mum
You're tellin' every girl they
Drive you mad
Yet you're callin' me the psychopath
I'm the psychopath i'm the psychopath
Oh, I'm the psycho i'm the psychopath
Oh, I'm the psycho
Oh no, you've got to be kiddin'
You say how much you respect women
I'm buying your meals
I'm paying your bills
While you're out here switchin' positions
(Ah) hold up, wait, babe, I ain't finished
(Hold up, wait, yeah)
All in my face, girl, you trippin'
(Why you trippin' for?)
It's not what it looks like
They're bruises not love bites (Haha)
Good luck with the hole that you're diggin'
I don't fuck with Emily, on my life
Had to cut off Beverly, at least I tried
(I swear I tried)
All these other girls that I can't see (Huh)
I just want a lil' Anne-Marie (Haha, ha)
Oh no, call me crazy all you like (Ugh)
Oh no, turns out I was fucking right
You met up with Veronica late last night
You had a bit of Elena on the side
Was chattin' up Anita all last week
And now you're doin' Nina
How'd you even meet her?
Hittin' on Bianca, are you dumb? (What)
Got with Alexandra and her mum (Nah)
You're tellin' every girl they
Drive you mad (Ugh)
Yet you're calling me the psychopath
I'm the psychopath
I'm the psychopath (Haha)
Oh, I'm the psycho i'm the psychopath
Oh, I'm the psycho
Oh, I'm the psycho
Huh oh no
And the girl you said who ain't your type
Is sendin' messages, messages
They never end
That's a whole lotta messages
For just a friend
No no, had a feelin' I knew what I'd find
You met up with Veronica late last night
You had a bit of Elena on the side
Was chattin' up Anita all last week
And now you're doin' Nina
How'd you even meet her?
Hittin' on Bianca, are you dumb?
Got with Alexandra and her mum
You're tellin' every girl they
Drive you mad
Yet you're callin' me the psychopath
I'm the psychopath i'm the psychopath
Oh, I'm the psycho i'm the psychopath
Oh, I'm the psycho
Oh no, you've got to be kiddin'
You say how much you respect women
I'm buying your meals
I'm paying your bills
While you're out here switchin' positions
(Ah) hold up, wait, babe, I ain't finished
(Hold up, wait, yeah)
All in my face, girl, you trippin'
(Why you trippin' for?)
It's not what it looks like
They're bruises not love bites (Haha)
Good luck with the hole that you're diggin'
I don't fuck with Emily, on my life
Had to cut off Beverly, at least I tried
(I swear I tried)
All these other girls that I can't see (Huh)
I just want a lil' Anne-Marie (Haha, ha)
Oh no, call me crazy all you like (Ugh)
Oh no, turns out I was fucking right
You met up with Veronica late last night
You had a bit of Elena on the side
Was chattin' up Anita all last week
And now you're doin' Nina
How'd you even meet her?
Hittin' on Bianca, are you dumb? (What)
Got with Alexandra and her mum (Nah)
You're tellin' every girl they
Drive you mad (Ugh)
Yet you're calling me the psychopath
I'm the psychopath
I'm the psychopath (Haha)
Oh, I'm the psycho i'm the psychopath
Oh, I'm the psycho
Oh, I'm the psycho