Psycho love

[I Think I’m in Love with a Psycho]
[Production Style: Dark pop ]
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[Verse 1 – reverse piano + trap hats + luxury noir bass]
Walked past red flags like a bed of roses,
He whispered, "Red just means I love you..."
Laughed at the sirens, called 'em our love song,
Now I hum the tune when the cops come through.
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[Pre-Chorus – bass slide + knife FX + minimal beat drop]
He pulled a dagger, grinned, “I’m no prick—”
He pressed the blade to my lips,
Said, “Taste it—love’s supposed to split.”
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[Chorus – hard 808s + whispered adlibs + cinematic trap strings]
Oh shit—
I think I’m in love with a psycho...
It hurts when he loves me, but I still stay
(“I’d never hurt you—”)
I cry, and he says I’m just in the way
(“You’re too sensitive”)
He disappears, then begs me back
(“Don’t overthink it, this is love”)
Says I’m the sun, then fades to black
(“You lit me up, now I’m bored”)
Just kidding—
I love you to death.
(Oh shit—
I think I’m in love with a psycho.)
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[Verse 2 – dirty 808 + distorted vocal FX + gun-cock snare]
Heartbreak graveyard—just manure for the next one,
He says, “Every rose needs a little hurt.”
Body count so high, he stacks 'em like Sunday carbs,
I said, “That’s insane.” He said,
“No babe… just crazy for you.”
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[Pre-Chorus – reverb stabs + glass crack FX + stuttered vocal layer]
He pulled a dagger, grinned, “I’m no prick—”
He pressed the blade to my lips,
Said, “Taste it—love’s supposed to split.”
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[Chorus – heavier bass + grimy synths + breathy adlibs]
Oh shit—
I think I’m in love with a psycho...
It hurts when he loves me, but I still stay
(“I’d never hurt you—”)
I cry, and he says I’m just in the way
(“You’re too sensitive”)
He disappears, then begs me back
(“Don’t overthink it, this is love”)
Says I’m the sun, then fades to black
(“You lit me up, now I’m bored”)
Just kidding—
I love you to death.
(Oh shit—
I think I’m in love with a psycho.)
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[Outro – slow-motion trap beat + sirens + phone call filter]
He banged me, tossed me—then stitched me shut,
Confidence bled out, and his grin lit up.
Love’s not supposed to hurt this bad…
He said, “Thought you were different—
You’re just a no BODY in my bed of lies.”
(Hahahahah…)
Somebody call 911—
I’m still in love with this psycho.

Dark pop, Dark pop, powerful female vocals, anthemic build up, bass, guitar, piano, brass stabs, Distortion, attitude