Psycho - The-Dream

Well I’d hurt for you

Roaming in these perfect walls of love

Baby, we’ll stretch your time

And I cling to you

Like a child in a smoke filled room

Hold on to you

And I swear you don’t the feeling

And I can kill it

I swear, girl you don’t the feeling

I wish you could feel it

The sunlight’s everywhere but where I want it to be

The darkness everywhere I see

You’re making me psycho, psycho, psycho

Can’t let go, let go, let go

Everything I do, brings me back to you you you you

And every decision that you do do do

You’re making me psycho, psycho, psycho

Me and my painted walls

I should be in your car for you

But my echoes that I’m facing

And everything I’ve been taking

And I turn to you

And I don’t know what’s holding us back

In silence, by this painted glass

Girl, you don’t this feeling

I paint this picture

I swear, girl you don’t this feeling

I’m iller

The stars shine everywhere but where I want it to be

And space is everywhere between you and me

You’re making me psycho, psycho, psycho

Can’t let go, let go, let go

Everything I do, brings me back to you you you you

And every decision that you do do do

You’re making me psycho, psycho, psycho

Me and my painted walls

Painted walls, inside of walls

To me you could fuck everybody who wants, that it wants

Even when you’re near me, you can’t heal me

Soundproof fixtures, quilted ceilings

Talking to myself in a room with no one else

And I tell you that I care but no one’s there

You’re making me psycho, psycho, psycho