Mad as a hatter

Mad as a hatter, they whisper my name,
A little bit wicked, a little insane.
I smile when the chaos comes knocking my door,
And laugh when the sane ones can’t take anymore.

There’s madness in my eyes, mischief in my grin,
A twisted little game that I’m happy to win.
Don’t ask me for reason, don’t ask me for why
I dance with the madness and wave it goodbye.

So call me a vixen, call me unkind,
I’ve never been one to be easy to find.
Mad as a hatter, delightfully so
You knew what you wanted when you chose to go.