Verse 1:
My grip [G7]on my secrets slipping while I’m [C]speaking in tongues
[G]Screaming at the top of my lun[C]lungs in the confession booth
[G7]Take it with a pillar of sal[C]salt, H.a.L.T., it’s not my fault
The [G]devil made me do it, but I [C]also kinda wanted to
I’m [G]cut from a different kind of
meat, more than [C]you can chew, hard to swallow me
[G]Forget bored stiff, I got rigor
mortis, [C]call it morbid curiosity
how I [G7]cannot commit to reality, when my
[C]third eye’s open and I like what I see
[G]Baby, I may be crazy but I [C]didn’t lose it, no I set it free
Pre-Chorus:
[Bb]I can’t ignore what’s under dance
floorboards, the [D]rhythm of my heart a dead-as-[D7]dead-as-disco beat
But I still [Gm]move my feet to slip out
of this groove, I’m [Cm]free [C5] -Pause-
Now to [F]row, row, row my boat over the
falls, and [D]maybe wake up from but a [D7]dream
Chorus:
[G7]I’m just a psycho, bab[C]babe
Come and go out my min[G]mind
I didn’t lose it bab[C]babe
There wasn’t much to fi[G7]find
I’m just a psycho, bab[C]babe
Come and go out my mi[G7]mind
I’m only passing throu[C]through
Interlude -x2-:
[G] [C] [G] [C]
Verse 2:
[G7]If you knew what I knew, if you [C]saw what I see,
[G]you’d look through illusions, hallu[C]hallucinations, and lucid dreams
[G]And I know that meaning can be[C]be such a pretty thing to keep,
but [G]I got facts and I’m not afraid to use ‘em,
take the [C]good with the bad, take
off the back you make a new front
[G7]Some days I'm glad that I am a [C]
madman and I’d rather be that than
[G]an amicable animal, [C]mild-mannered cannibal
[G]But I’m more level-headed and clever than ever
and I’m getting better [C]one forever at a time,
and if [G7]sick is defined by what’s different,
well then pull the plug out and let me die
Pre-Chorus 2:
[Bb]Vice-versa, vice versus virtue, well who
I [D]am I choose through all the [D7]things I do
And if it [Gm]rhymes, it’s true
But I hate poet[Cm]poetry [C5] -Pause-
Now with my [F]moral compass pointing south, going down
With [D]nononononononono [D7]no respect for reality
Chorus:
[G7]I’m just a psycho, bab[C]babe
Come and go out my min[G]mind
I didn’t lose it bab[C]babe
There wasn’t much to fi[G7]find
I’m just a psycho, bab[C]babe
Come and go out my mi[G7]mind
I’m only passing throu[C]through
Chorus:
[A7]I’m just a psycho, bab[D]babe
Come and go out my min[A]mind
I didn’t lose it bab[D]babe
There wasn’t much to fi[A7]find
I’m just a psycho, bab[D]babe
Come and go out my mi[A7]mind
A tourist passing throu[D]through
[D]Well that was fun, goodbye
Outro -x4-:
[A] [D] [A] [D]
