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
Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm
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) mmm
Everything comes back
