Marceline's Song
Don't think of me as your hero
Some savior who does no wrong
I am your worst enemy
My words, said as a frivilous joke
Peirce deep
You need to know I'm not right
I project my doubts and self hate
Onto the closest subject
It just happens to be you
Talking was never my strong suit
That suit is in tatters, sir
I'm not a seamster
Don't look to me for approval
I am incapable of giving that
I have none of it myself,
How would I give what I don't have?
I have nothing you want
Why do you keep coming back
Don't be that kid wanting to be abused
Because they "deserve it"
Pity never looked good on you
I am not your friends
Complimenting you on every breath
Life is dragging me by the hand
Trying to get me to move
Budging would mean the unknown
I'm fine by the starting line
Watching you pass me
My words mean nothing, sir
Pay me no heed
Harm was never my intention,
Bubblegum