The Judge's Daughter

Green Day

39/smooth

Princess in a schoolgirl's dream, may I please speak to you?
I'm having troubles with control and it's all because of you
Today, I kept falling down, I thought it was street
And so I look down at my shoes, they were on the wrong feet

And I find it hard to be myself, can you please explain?
And I do not think that it's my health, you're the one toblame
You're the one I wish I had and now my girlfriend's gettingmad
I cannot call this sane, I cannot call this sane

Today, as I was walking down, you bumped into me
You said "excuse me", but walked away as I dropped to myknees
I prayed to the being in the sky that my parents told me of
I asked you, but no reply, no clues about your love

And I find it hard to be myself, can you please explain?
And I do not think that it's my health, you're the one toblame
My girlfriend left me on the phone, I'm pathetically lefthere alone
I cannot call this sane, I cannot call this sane

Can we find a way
So that you can stay?
I think I'm gonna pop!

I find it hard to be myself, can you please explain?
And I do not think that it's my health, you're the one toblame
You're the one I wish I had and now my girlfriend's gettingmad
I cannot call this sane, I cannot call this sane

Can we find a way
So that you can stay?
I think I'm gonna pop!

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