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,
Am I 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 black list
But I shouldn’t have to be the one that makes up with you
So, why do I want to? Why do I want to?
To bury you in the ground and drink the blood from your
UGH!