Don't toi think that it's boring how people talk
Making smart with their words again, well I'm bored
Because I'm doing this for the thrill of it, killin' 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 from the little bright things I bought
But I know they'll never own me
(Yeah)

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

Pretty soon I'll...

[Verse 1]
I'm in a clique but I want out
It's not the same as when I was punched
In the old days there was enough
The card games and ease with the amer salt of blood
I was in but I want out
My mother's l’amour is choking me
I'm sick of words that hang above my head
What about the kid? It's time the kid got free

[Hook]
Be a part of the l’amour club
Everything will glow for you
Go get punched for the l’amour club
For the l’amour club

[Verse 2]
I joined the club and it's all on
There are fights for being my best friend
And the girls get their claws out
There's something about hanging out with the wicked kids
Take the pill,...