Marceline: la da da da da
I’m gonna burry you in the ground
La da da da da
I’m gonna burry you with my sound
I’m gonna, drink the red
From your pretty pink face,
Marceline: oh… you don’t like that? OR DO YOU JUST NOT LIKE ME!
Sorry I don’t treat you like a goddes,
Is that what you want me to do?
Sorry I don’t treat you like your perfect,
Like all you little loyal subjects do.
Sorry I’m not made of shugar,
Am I not sweet enough for you?
Is that why you always avoid me?
I must be such an inconveince to you!
Well, I’m just your problem!
I’m just your problem,
It’s like I’m not,
Even a person,
I’m just your problem, well
I-i-i shouldent have to justify what I do
I-i-i shouldent have to prove anything to you.
I’m sorry that I exsist
I forget your getting me on your black list but
I-i-i shouldent have to be the one who makes up with you, so
Why do I want to
Why do I want to-
Cause of you I don’t have a clue
So why do I want to
So that’s Why-i don’t want to hear another sound
So these feelings can’t undo
Sorry I don’t even have the room
So why-i do I wanna apoligize to you
I’m just your problem
Mmm ya ya