Marceline the Vampire Queen

Sorry I don't treat you like a godess
Is that what you want me to do
Sorry I don't treat you like your 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 inconvinience 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 justufy what I do
And 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