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

(What 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 your 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?

I must be such an inconvenience for you

Well I'm just you problem

Well, I'm just your problem

It's like I'm not even a person am I?

Well, I'm just your problem

Well I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I shouldn't have to justify what I do

Well 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 black list

Well 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?

Because of this

I don't have a clue, that's why I'm asking you.