Lyrics

Oh, she's a mess And she always oversleeps Her body's full of stress She can't take it anymore Oh, she's a mess And her jokes are getting cheap She's not funny anymore Teacher didn't understand her And she never understood Folks tried to reprehend her But it didn't do no good She said they don't know What it's like to be sad No, they don't know What it's like to be sad And have bad, bad grades Bad, bad grades Oh, she's a mess And she has a writer's block Never been a writer But her mind got blocked Oh, she's a mess It's the only thing she hears People get concerned But never see her fears Folks tried to reprehend her But it didn't do no good She said they don't know What it's like to be sad No, they don't know What it's like to be sad And have bad, bad grades Bad, bad grades Oh, she's a mess And she always oversleeps Her body's full of stress She can't take it anymore Oh, she's a mess And her jokes are getting cheap She's not funny anymore She said they don't know What it's like to be sad No they don't know What it's like to be sad And have bad, bad Grades
Writer(s): Amber Lisa Barbara Piddington, Marie Emilienne Omer Van Uytvanck, Mathias Stal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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