Dragonette - Hysteria Lyrics

Message, I'ma send another message
Planes I'm making out of paper
Throw 'em out over the terrace, baby
Precious, I work better under pressure
I work my thing out in the mirror
I'm perfecting my expressions, precious

I'm shooting at you, stupid (yeah, yeah)
Your name is on the bullet (yeah, yeah)
Quit playing Russian roulette (yeah, yeah)
You son of a gun

Baby, I would kill for ya
You're so sick, there ain't a cure for ya
Drop a million dollar bill for ya
Hy-hy-hysteria, hysteria

Madness, microdosing on the exes
Wait until you give me access
Bad decisions in your absence, ambitious

I'm shooting at you, stupid (yeah, yeah)
Your name is on the bullet (yeah, yeah)
Quit playing Russian roulette (yeah, yeah)
You son of a gun
I'm shooting at you, stupid (yeah, yeah)
Your name is on the bullet (yeah, yeah)
Quit playing Russian roulette (yeah, yeah)
You son of a gun

Baby, I would kill for ya
You're so sick, there ain't a cure for ya
Drop a million dollar bill for ya
Hy-hy-hysteria, hysteria

I would kill for ya
You're so sick, there ain't a cure for ya
Drop a million dollar bill for ya
Hy-hy-hysteria, hysteria