Crazy Type Girls

Yeah

I like ‘em a little off

Just my type

(ha, yeah)

She call me at 3 a.m.

Says “pick up or I bleed again”

Heart on read, then read again

Screenshots, every DM

Sweet voice, razor in it

Smiles soft, then changes in a minute

“Who’s that girl that you just liked?”

Next thing, keys in the side of my ride

Other one see me and scoff

“Baka, yuck, keep your hands off”

Red cheeks, cold talk, arms crossed

Still stalking every page that I’m on

Says “I hate you, idiot”

But cooks for me, feeds me a little bit

Push me back like “you’re too close”

Next day wearing my hoodie in her pics (yeah)

Yandere, tsundere, crazy type girls

Act like they hate me, say I’m their world

Fighting, crying, calling my phone

“I’ll cut them all if they don’t leave you alone”

Yandere, tsundere, wild in my bed

Threats in my texts, hearts in red

I should run, but I love that thrill

Guess I’m sick for the girls that could get me killed (woo)

Date night, she cute, real quiet

Eyes dark, got a past, won’t try it

Says “it’s fine, I’m not that bad”

But the knife in her bag says “liar”

Other one roast me daily

“Hair dumb, outfit lazy”

But if I’m late, she goes crazy

“I waited two hours, are you crazy?” (yeah you are)

One will cry if I look away

Other will die ‘fore she lets me stray

Both got “our anniversary” saved

For a day I forgot, but they never gave grace

I’m the prize and the victim, both

They the fire and the cigarette smoke

Tell myself “bro, you need help”

Then I text “come through” ‘cause I can’t help myself

Yandere, tsundere, crazy type girls

Act like they hate me, say I’m their world

Fighting, crying, calling my phone

“I’ll cut them all if they don’t leave you alone”

Yandere, tsundere, wild in my bed

Threats in my texts, hearts in red

I should run, but I love that thrill

Guess I’m sick for the girls that could get me killed (yeah, yeah)