Don't you think that it's boring how people talk Making smart with the 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 And I am only as young as the minute is Full of it Getting pumped up on 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 Its a new art form showing people how little we care Yeaaaa 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 yeaaa yeaaa 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 fuck with the fun again when I'm known And my boys trip me up with their heads again Loving them Everythings 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 Its a new art form showing people how little we care Yeaaaa 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 yeaaa yeaaa It looked alright in the pictures Getting caught's half of the trip though isn't it I fall apart with all my heart But 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 Yeaaaa 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 yeaaa yeaaa And talk it up like yeaaa yeaaa And talk it up like yeaaa yeaaa Let's go down to the tennis court And talk it up like yeaaa yeaaa And talk it up like yeaaa yeaaa And talk it up like yeaaa yeaaa Let's go down to the tennis court And talk it up like yeaaa yeaaa