I guess you were right I'm tired of begging you to love me Goodness, gracious, you're amazing According to you, I'm a lucky lady You say that I'm too crazy My straight jacket's custom-made though (with fucking diamonds) My straight jacket's custom-made

You can set yourself on fire (hey ay) And I said (hey ay, ay) If crazy equals genius (hey ay, ay) If crazy equals genius Then I'm a fucking arsonist (hey) I'm a rocket scientist (hey hey) (Hey ay, ay) If crazy equals genius (hey) But you're never gonna

I don't want you to cry, I don't even want you to care Don't you dare, pray for me, no There's things I bury inside, to keep away from the light Don't you dare, pray for me You're fucking crazy, if you think that I'll ever change I am mine, I am me, I'll

And I, I wouldn't trade it for the world, world, world And I, just so fucking lucky you're my girl, girl, girl And I, I wouldn't trade it for anything No, no, no not anything And you, can't nobody do it like Yeah, I got a brand new benz Crazy right,

That's all over now Got my little red party dress on Get a little bit of Bourbon in 'ya Get a little bit suburban Because you're young, you're wild, you're free You're dancing circles around me You're fucking crazy Everybody knows that I'm the best