Laladadada...
I'm gonna burry you in the ground.
Laladadada...
I'm gonna burry you in my sound,
I'm gonna drink the red from your pretty pink face...
Bubblegum: Marceline that's to distasteful!
Marcy: You dont like that?
Or Do you just dont 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-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I shouldn't have to justify what I do
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I shouldn't have to prove anything to you
I'm sorry that I exist, I forgot what landed me on your blacklist
But I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-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... burry you in the ground...
Or... drink the blood of your...
Ughh!!!
