Class Clown
 作词 : Conan Gray
 作曲 : Conan Gray
 Growing up didn't go how I'd liked
 It twists and turns like the limbs of a pine
 Trying to grow on earth that writhes
 And do it all with the biggest smile

 Half my friends barely know who I am
 And there's none at fault but this own singing man
 Don't wanna hear that I'm trailer trash
 It's a heavy topic for crystal glass

 Everything comes back around
 I still feel like the class clown
 Everything comes back around
 I still feel like the class clown

 Take your pick, be laughed at or laughed with
 I learned early on either way, it's a shit stick
 While my father was barreling fists
 I was laughing all the way through it

 And now the blondies are clutching their ribs
 From my latest joke from my old bag of tricks
 But there's this beautiful moment in it
 Where I can sorta just vanish

 Everything comes back around
 I still feel like the class clown
 Everything comes back around
 I still feel like the class clown

 Everything is over now
 I still feel like the class clown
 Like if I get older now
 I'll let my younger version down
 And if I stop laughing, all the
 Blood will just start pouring out
 'Cause everything comes back around
 I still feel like the class clown

 Been tryna talk to my sister about it
 We joke a million jokes through the phone
 Nothing funny about that home
 But her and I, we already know

 Everything comes back around
 I still feel like the class clown
 Everything comes back around
 I still feel like the class clown

 Everything comes back around
 Everything comes back around
 Everything comes back around
 Everything comes back around
 Everything comes back
 Everything comes back