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 god
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

Iiiiiiiiii shouldn't have to justify what I do
Iiiiiiiiii shouldn't have to prove anything to you
I'm sorry that I exist
I forget what landed me on your blacklist
But
Iiiiiiiiii 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!