La da da da da
I'm gonna bury you
in the ground
La da da da da
I'm gonna bury you
with my sound
I'm gonna drink the red
from your pretty
pink face
I'm gonna
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
Am I not sweet
enough for you
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 blacklist
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