Though you can shake my hand And feel flesh gripping yours Dear Diary There is no real me Only an entity I occasionally box with Ricky at the Harvard club Dear Diary I like high heels I want to fit in My nightly bloodlust Has overflowed into My days That's Bone And the lettering Is something called Silian Rail I go American psycho American psycho
I feel lethal On the verge of frenzy Dear Diary If you're so hungry Why don't you get a job (Is that Donald Trump's car?) My Mask of Sanity is about to slip Dear Diary And I really can't Stress blonde enough I killed Paul Allen With an axe in the face Be a doll And just get me Some mineral water okay? Sometimes I go American Psycho
American Psycho I go American Psycho American Psycho I'm just a happy camper I guess I'm a pretty sick guy Inside doesn't matter That's why Nobody minds When I go American Psycho ♪ American Psycho (Psycho)