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Key Transpose :

capo: 1st fret

[chorus]

F C
Oh, she's sweet but a psy-cho
G
A little bit psy-cho

At night she screamin
Am G
I'm outta my-my, 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 outta my-my, my mind

[verse (1)]

F C
she make you curse--
G
But she's your blessing
Am
She'll rip your shirt--
G
Within a second
F C
you'll be coming back--
G
Back for seconds
Am
With your plate--
G
You just can't help it

[pre-chorus]

F C G
No, no, you'll play alo-o-ong
Am G
Let her lead you o-o-on
F C
You'll be saying, no, no
G
Then saying, yes, yes, yes
Am G
'Cause she's messin' with your head

[chorus]

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 outta my-my, 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 outta my-my, my mind

[post-chorus]

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 outta my-my, my mind

[verse (2)]

F C
see, someone said--
G
Don't drink her potions
Am
She'll kiss your neck--
G
With no emotions
F C
when she's mean--
G
You know you love it
Am
'Cause she tastes so sweet
G
Don't sugar coat it

[pre-chorus]

F C G
No, no, you'll play alo-o-ong
Am G
Let her lead you o-o-on
F C
You'll be saying, no, no
G
Then saying, yes, yes, yes
Am G
'Cause she's messin' with your head

[chorus]

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 outta my-my, 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 outta my-my, my mind

[post-chorus]

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 outta my-my, my mind

[instrumental]

F C G Am G

[bridge]

F C
you're just like me-e, you're out your mi-ind
G Am
i know it's strange--
G
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

[chorus]

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 outta my-my, 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 outta my-my, my mind

[post-chorus]

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 outta my-my, my mind