She'll miss being in love
Everything hit like a drug
She could barely contain herself
And everyone said she glowed
Mama said you must be loving someone
She wasn't wrong
Her sneakers beat down the rain
Got good at video games
She was insane at the time
Lived for the highs and the lows
A hit of dopamine blows
When she can't get it every night
Now that she don't have you
She's in a stable mood
She's got nothing to prove
I guess she's been improved
Boys text her straight away
Don't hit her up too late
Cause while she's lying awake
She whispers...
I hate your therapist
I bet she says you're not to blame
Hate your mom
She probably never even heard my name
Hate my friends who say
I shouldn't let you bring me down
All these boys who whisper
They are gonna be around
And I hate secrets all the time
I hate saying that I'm fine
I hate when I close my eyes it's lies, lies
I wish that I were over it
But my heart was poorly stitched
And there's no coming back from it
Now and forever
Psychobitch
She'll miss when tangled sheets were sacred like a cross you bear
Boys weren't predictable and puppy-eyed and quick to care
Baby, you broke her so bad now healthy's miserable
And people round her say
"Indifference? Irresistible"
Yeah
Now that she don't have you
She's making all the moves
Nails up and down his spine
She kisses 'em with open eyes, says
Oh God I like you like that
Oh God I need you like that
And she says it's tit for tat
Boys make me psycho like that
I hate your therapist
I bet she says you're not to blame
Hate your mom
She probably never even heard my name
Hate my friends who say
I shouldn't let you bring me down
All these boys who whisper
They are gonna be around
And I hate secrets all the time
I hate saying that I'm fine
I hate when I close my eyes it's lies, lies
I wish that I were over it
But my heart was poorly stitched
And there's no coming back from it
Now and forever
Psychobitch
Take a Bible, cross my heart, swear I'll tell
The whole truth, the alternative is hell
I said "Guilty, your honor, guilty as charged
Cite him some punishment, for I'm psychotically unwell"
I hate my friends
But they say it when I'm in the wrong
I hate you boys
But I know you're gonna play my songs
And I hate secrets all the time
I hate saying that I'm fine
I hate when I close my eyes it's lies, lies
I wish that I were over it
But my heart was poorly stitched
And there's no coming back from it
Now and forever
Psychobitch