Ladadadada I'm going to bury you in the ground
Ladadadada I'm going to bury you with my sound.
I'm going to drink the red from your pretty pink face
I'm going to-- (Marceline that's too distasteful!) (Oh you don't like that? Or do you
just not like me?!)
Sorry I don't treat you like a goddess
Is that what you want me to do?
Sorry I don't treat you like you're perfect
Like all your little loyal subjects do
Sorry I'm not made of sugar
Is that why you always avoid me?
That must be such an inconvenience to you
Well I'm just your problem
I'm just your problem
It's like I'm not even a person am I?
I'm just your problem
Well I shouldn't have to justify what I do
I shouldn't have to prove anything to you
I'm sorry that I exist I forget what landed me on your black list
But I shouldn't have to be the one that makes up with you
So why do I want to? Why do I want to ?
To bury you in the ground and drink the blood from your ugh!