Tennis Court

	 
[Versetto]
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)
[Ritornello]
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)
  
(The rest just repeats and the bridge/end just repeat the 2nd half of the Chorus)
[Versetto]
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)
[Ritornello]
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
[Ponte]
Am 
It looked alright in the pictures (yeah)
Am                                       F 
Getting caught soft with the triple is it
Am 
I fall apart, with all my heart
F 
And you can watch from your window
             F 
And you can watch from your window
[Ritornello]
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                 F                               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)
[Ritornello]
G 
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
F 
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
                                  Am 
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)
G 
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
F 
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
                                  Am 
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah

(Yeah)