Ladadadada I’m going to bury you in the ground
Em Bm C G
Ladadadada I’m going to bury you with my sound.
Em Bm C G
I’m going to drink the red from your pretty pink face
Em Bm C G
I’m going to– (Marceline that’s too distasteful!)
(Oh you don’t like that? Or do you
just not like me?!)
Em Bm C G
Sorry I don’t treat you like a goddess
Is that what you want me to do?
Em Bm C G
Sorry I don’t treat you like you’re perfect
Like all your little loyal subjects do
Em B7 C G
Sorry I’m not made of sugar
Am I not sweet enough for you?
Em Bm C G
Is that why you always avoid me?
That must be such an inconvenience to you
C7 B7 Em Cmaj7
Well I’m just your problem
I’m just your problem
C7 B7 Em Cmaj7
It’s like I’m not even a person am I?
I’m just your problem
Em Bm C G
Well I shouldn’t have to justify what I do
Em Bm C G
I shouldn’t have to prove anything to you
Em Bm C G
I’m sorry that I exist I forget what landed me
on your black list
Em Bm C G
But I shouldn’t have to be the one
that makes up with you
C7 B7 Em Cmaj7
So why do I want to? Why do I want to…?
Em Bm C G
To bury you in the ground…
and drink the blood… from your… ugh!
