Tummy Ache

Well, I'm just a kid, a girl, a runt

And I'm starting to get real sick of

Trying to find my voice

Surrounded by all boys

I've been yelling my whole life

And finally it's time

To make my words count

In a way I haven't quite figured out

I don't need a man to hold my hand

And that's just something you'll never understand

I don't need a man to hold my hand

And that's just something you'll never understand

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

What if we never figure it out?

And what if I'm always talking too loud?

And my stomach hurts(What if we never figure it out?)

'Cause it's hard to be a punk while wearing a skirt

And my stomach hurts (And what if I'm always talking too loud?)

'Cause it's hard to be a punk while wearing a skirt

My stomach hurts (What if we never figure it out?)

'Cause it's hard to be a punk while wearing a skirt

My stomach hurts (And what if I'm always talking too loud?)

'Cause it's hard to be a punk while wearing a skirt

My stomach hurts (What if we never figure it out?)

'Cause it's hard to be a punk while wearing a skirt

My stomach hurts (And what if I'm always walking too loud?)

'Cause it's hard to be a punk while wearing a skirt