Holding a gun to his head she says
Do you love me, do you love me?
Counting out the bullets she says
There's one for you, one for me, one for you, one for me
And he's shaken
He'll say anything
That she needs to hear
Anything for you my dear
I'm a genius
Truly poisonous
I'm a genius
Truly poisonous
She doesn't need to hear the truth so she says
Do you hate me, you could never hate me
Wipe away the fingerprints on his glass
No evidence, no conscience, no conscience
And he's shaken
And he'll say anything
That she needs to hear
Anything for you my dear
I'm a genius
Truly poisonous
I'm a genius
Truly poisonous