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, I'm gonna-
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, Am I? 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