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...
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 And I'm 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, ah Why do I want to To... bury you in the ground and... Drink the blood from your... Uh!