"Psycho" lyrics

You know you set me up for a relapse, oh God
Put your hands on me, pulled the trigger on my heart
Not an anomaly, when I fall, I fall hard
One look at me and my head is a speeding car

I'm
Running through trees, lunatic me
But it feels so goddamn romantic
I
Got blood on my knees, begging you please
Casual, nothing too dramatic

We're something I'm ready to die for
That's so me, it's what I'm alive for
To be so overcome, so instantly under your thumb
Is it love, though, if it isn't psycho?

Love how you sympathize with how affected I am
You like my crazy eyes, say I'm yours, one of a kind, won't you say it again?
And I'll be up all night staring up at the ceiling fan
Imagine me in your hands

I'm
Running through trees, lunatic me
But it feels so goddamn romantic
I
Got blood on my knees, begging you please
Casual, nothing too dramatic

We're something I'm ready to die for
That's so me, it's what I'm alive for
To be so overcome, so instantly under your thumb
Is it love, though, if it isn't psycho?

Is it love, though, if it isn't psycho?