So what you gotta cry for?
She said "you're dead to me"
"You'll never be my fucking friend"
"You know you're not like them"
I felt a little light going out inside of me
And I can't believe I'm still like this
I'm not a kid
Yeah I'm a psycho, I'm a killer, David Byrne
(Feels like I don't ever feel right)
I know it's bullshit when someone says I'm yours
(Feels like I don't ever feel right)
So what you gotta lie for?
You dick, you little kid
You made me this
You said you'd stay, push my friends away
I was fine just feeling half alive
April, May, and we'd just stay inside
Swear to god I think it's real this time
Goodbye, goodbye
(Psycho, I'm a killer, David Byrne)
(Feels like I don't ever feel right)
I know it's bullshit when someone says I'm yours
(Feels like I don't ever feel right)
Psycho, I'm a killer, David Byrne
(Feels like I don't ever feel right)
I know it's bullshit when someone says I'm yours
(Feels like I don't ever feel right)
