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She’s under my skinShe’s your best dream but your worst nightmareThe enemy, she’ll pretend to careShe doesn’t hesitate she heads for the heartShe’s just so negative and the worst part isShe’ll talk and talk with not a lot of sympathy for youWoah talk about a psychoEvery word you say is driving me insaneWoah talk about a psychoShe’s an angel that raises hellShe doesn’t fight fair, couldn’t you tellShe’ll take your heart and rip it in halfHand it back and try not to laughAnd I know that maybe she’d qualify as crazyWhere a hospital bed is where she’ll rest her head until the day she’s dead From Letras Mania