Ava Max —
Sweet but Psycho

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© Acordes transcritos por: Mijaíl Ocheret // el especialista (https://Muzland.es)
± PPS (tempo): ♩ = 133 pulsaciones por minuto

Lyrics and Music by Henry Walter, Madison Love, Amanda Ava Koci, William Lobban Bean, Andreas Andersen Haukeland

Chorus:
     G                       D
     Oh, she’s sweet but a psycho,
                    A
     A little bit psycho.
     At night she’s screaming,
      Bm        A
     “I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind.”
     G                     D
     Oh, she’s hot but a psycho.
                        A
     So left but she’s right, though.
     At night she’s screaming,
      Bm        A
     “I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind.”

G                D                   A
She’ll make you curse, but she a blessing.
                  Bm   A         G
She’ll rip your shirt within a second.
                  D               A
You’ll be coming back, back for seconds
             Bm   A
With your plate. You just can’t help it.

G   D                A
No, no, you’ll play along-ong-ong,
                 Bm      A
Let her lead you on, on, on.
                   G   D
You’ll be saying, “No, no,”
              A
Then saying, “Yes, yes, yes,”
                   Bm        A
‘Cause she messing with your head.

Chorus:
     G                       D
     Oh, she’s sweet but a psycho,
                    A
     A little bit psycho.
     At night she’s screaming,
      Bm        A
     “I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind.”
     G                     D
     Oh, she’s hot but a psycho.
                        A
     So left but she’s right, though.
     At night she’s screaming,
      Bm        A
     “I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind.”

     G                       D
     Grab a cop gun, kinda crazy.
                       A
     She’s poison but tasty.
                        Bm       A
     Yeah, people say, “Run, don’t walk away.”
      G                         D
     ‘Cause she’s sweet but a psycho,
                    A
     A little bit psycho.
     At night she’s screaming,
      Bm        A
     “I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind.”

G              D                     A
See, someone said, don’t drink her potions.
                  Bm  A          G
She’ll kiss your neck with no emotion.
             D                     A
When she’s mean, you know you love it.
                 Bm  A
She tastes so sweet; don’t sugarcoat it.

G   D                A
No, no, you’ll play along-ong-ong,
                 Bm      A
Let her lead you on, on, on.
You’ll be saying,
 G                D
“No (no, no, no), no (no, no),”
              A
Then saying, “Yes, yes, yes,”
‘Cause she messing
Bm        A
With your head (oh, oh, oh).

Chorus:
     G                       D
     Oh, she’s sweet but a psycho,
                    A
     A little bit psycho.
     At night she’s screaming,
      Bm        A
     “I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind.”
     G                     D
     Oh, she’s hot but a psycho.
                        A
     So left but she’s right, though.
     At night she’s screaming,
      Bm        A
     “I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind.”

     G                       D
     Grab a cop gun, kinda crazy.
                       A
     She’s poison but tasty.
                        Bm       A
     Yeah, people say, “Run, don’t walk away.”
      G                         D
     ‘Cause she’s sweet but a psycho,
                    A
     A little bit psycho.
     At night she’s screaming,
      Bm        A
     “I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind.”

Instrumental: G | D | A | Bm A

Bridge:
 G                   D                   A
   You’re just like me, you’re out your mind.
                   Bm
   I know it’s strange,
           A                  G
   we’re both the crazy kind.
                    D            A
   You’re telling me that I’m insane.
                  Bm
   Boy, don’t pretend
            A               G
   That you don’t love the pain.

Chorus:
     G                       D
     Oh, she’s sweet but a psycho,
                    A
     A little bit psycho.
     At night she’s screaming,
      Bm        A
     “I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind.”
     G                     D
     Oh, she’s hot but a psycho.
                        A
     So left but she’s right, though.
     At night she’s screaming,
      Bm        A
     “I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind.”

     G                       D
     Grab a cop gun, kinda crazy.
                       A
     She’s poison but tasty.
                        Bm       A
     Yeah, people say, “Run, don’t walk away.”
      G                         D
     ‘Cause she’s sweet but a psycho,
                    A
     A little bit psycho.
     At night she’s screaming,
      Bm        A
     “I’m-ma-ma-ma out my mind.”