Don't you think that it's boring how people talk? Making smile with their words again Well, I'm bored Because I'm doing this for the thrill of it Killing it Never not chasing a million things I want Inside I am only as young As the minute is full of it Getting pumped up from the little bright things I bought, but I know they'll never own me
Baby be the class clown I'll be the beauty queen in tears It's a new art form showing people How little we care We're so happy, even when we're smiling out of fear Let's go down to the tennis court And talk it up like yeah
Pretty soon I'll be getting on my first plane I'll see the veins of my city like they do in space But my head's filling up fast with the wicked games Up in flames How can I f**k with the fun again When I'm known? And my boys trip me up with their heads again Loving them Everything's cool when we're all in line for the throne But I know it's not forever
Baby be the class clown I'll be the beauty queen in tears It's a new art form showing people How little we care We're so happy, even when we're smiling out of fear Let's go down to the tennis court And talk it up like yeah
It looked alright in the pictures Getting caught is half of the trip though, isn't it? I fall apart with all my heart And you can watch from your window You can watch from your window
Baby be the class clown I'll be the beauty queen in tears It's a new art form showing people How little we care We're so happy, even when we're smiling out of fear Let's go down to the tennis court And talk it up like yeah And talk it up like yeah And talk it up like yeah Let's go down to the tennis court And talk it up like yeah And talk it up like yeah And talk it up like yeah Let's go down to the tennis court And talk it up like yeah
