G                         Am                     F
Don't you think that it's boring how people talk
G                         Am                     F
Making smart with their words again, well I'm bored
                 G
Because I'm doing this for the thrill of it, killin' it
Am                                         F
Never not chasing a million things I want
            G
And I am only as young as the minute is full of it
Am                                                   F
Getting pumped up from the little bright things I bought
But I know they'll never own me
(Yeah)

Chorus:

G
Baby be the class clown
C                            Am
I'll be the beauty queen in tears
                                G
It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah)
F                 C                               G
We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear
                                     Am
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

Verse 2:

G                         Am                 F
Pretty soon I'll be getting on my first plane
G                                 Am               F
I'll see the veins of my city like they do in space
           G
But my head's filling up with the wicked games, up in flames
Am                                               F
How can I fuck with the fun again, when I'm known
            G
And my boys trip me up with their heads again, loving them
Am                                                       F
Everything's cool when we're all in line, for the throne
But I know it's not forever
(Yeah)

Chorus 2:

G
Baby be the class clown
C                            Am
I'll be the beauty queen in tears
                                G
It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah)
F                 C                               G
We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear
                                     Am                            F
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

Bridge:

C                                        G
It looked alright in the pictures (yeah)
Am                                       F
Getting caught soft with the triple is it
C                               G
I fall apart, with all my heart
Am
And you can watch from your window
F
And you can watch from your window

Chorus 3:

G
Baby be the class clown
C                            Am
I'll be the beauty queen in tears
                                G
It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah)
F                 C                               G
We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear
                                     Am
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

G
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
C                               G
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
                                    Am
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)
F
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
C                               G
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
                                  Am
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah
(Yeah)