Estrofe 1
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I'm the son of rage and love
Bb5
The Jesus of Suburbia
Gb5
The bible of "none of the above"
Ab5
On a steady diet of
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Soda Pop and Ritalin
Bb5 Gb5
No one ever died for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell
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At least the ones that I got away with
Refrão 1
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And there's nothing wrong with me
Gb5 Ab5
This is how I'm supposed to be
Gb5 Ab5
In a land of make believe
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That don't believe in me
Db5 Ab5 Gb5
Estrofe 2
Db5
Get my television fix
Bb5
Sitting on my crucifix
Gb5
The living room or my private womb
Ab5
While the Moms and Brads are away
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To fall in love and fall in debt
Bb5
To alcohol and cigarettes
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And Mary Jane
To keep me insane
Ab5
Doing someone else's cocaine
Refrão 2
Gb5 Ab5
But there's nothing wrong with me
Gb5 Ab5
This is how I'm supposed to be
Gb5 Ab5
In a land of make believe
Db5 Ab5 Gb5
That don't believe in me
Db5 Ab5 Gb5
Interlúdio 1
Db5 Db5 Bb5 Bb5
Gb5 Gb5 Ab5 Ab5
Db5 Db5 F5 F5
Bb5 Ab5
Estrofe 3
Gb Ab
Db
At the center of the earth
Ab/C
In the parking lot
Bbm7 Ab
Of the 7-11 where I was taught
Gb Ab
The motto was just a lie
Db
It says, "Home is where your heart is,"
Ab/C
but what a shame
Bbm7 Ab
'Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat
the same
Gb Ab
It's beating out of time
Refrão 3
Bb5 Ab5
City of the dead
Db5 Gb5 Bb5
At the end of another lost highway
Ab5 Gb5
Signs misleading to nowhere
Bb5 Ab5
City of the damned
Db5 Gb5 Bb5
Lost children with dirty faces today
Ab5 Gb5
No one really seems to care
Estrofe 4
Db Ab/C
I read the graffiti in the bathroom stall
Bbm7 Ab
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
Gb Ab
And so it seemed to confess
Db Ab/C
It didn't say much, but it only confirmed
Bbm7
That the center of the earth is
Ab
the end of the world
Gb Ab
And I could really care less
Refrão 4
Bb5 Ab5
City of the dead
Db5 Gb5 Bb5
At the end of another lost highway
Ab5 Gb5
Signs misleading to nowhere
Bb5 Ab5
City of the damned
Db5 Gb5 Bb5
Lost children with dirty faces today
Ab5 Gb5 Gb5
No one really seems to care
Introdução 1
Ab5 Db5 Ab5 Db5
Gb5 Db5 Ab5
Refrão 5
Ab5 Db5
I don't care if you don't
Ab5 Db5
I don't care if you don't
Gb5 Db5 Ab5
I don't care if you don't care
Ab5 Db5
I don't care if you don't
Ab5 Db5
I don't care if you don't
Gb5 Db5 Ab5
I don't care if you don't care
Refrão 6
Ab5 Db5
I don't care if you don't
Ab5 Db5
I don't care if you don't
Gb5 Db5 Ab5
I don't care if you don't care
Ab5 Db5
I don't care if you don't
Ab5 Db5
I don't care if you don't
Gb5 Db5 Ab5
I don't care if you don't care
Gb5 Ab5 Db5 Db5 A5 Ab5
(I don't care)
Db5 Db5 A5 Ab5
Db5 Db5 A5 Ab5
Db5 Db5 A5 Ab5
Estrofe 5
Db5 A5 Ab5
Everyone's so full of shit
Db5 A5 Ab5
Born and raised by hypocrites
Db5 A5 Ab5
Hearts recycled but never saved
Db5 A5 Ab5
From the cradles to the grave
Db5 A5 Ab5
We are the kids of war and peace
Db5 A5 Ab5
From Anaheim to the Middle East
Db5 A5 Ab5
We are the stories and disciples of
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The Jesus of suburbia
Final 1
Gb5 Ab5 Db5 Ab5
Land of make-believe
Gb5 Ab5 Db5 Ab5
And it don't believe in me
Gb5 Ab5 Db5 Ab5
Land of make-believe
Gb5 Ab5
And I don't believe
Gb5 Ab5 Db5
And I don't care (woo, woo, woo)
Gb5 Ab5 Db5
I don't care (woo, woo, woo)
Gb5 Ab5 Db5
I don't care (woo, woo, woo)
Gb5 Ab5 Db5
I don't care (woo, woo, woo)
Gb5 Ab5 Db5
I don't care
Ab5 Ab5
Estrofe 6
Ab5 C5
Dearly beloved, are you listening?
Db5
I can't remember a word
Ab5 Eb5
that you were saying
Ab Cm
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
Db
The space that's in between
Ab Eb
insane and insecure
Interlúdio 2
Ab Ab Cm Cm
Ooh, ooh-ooh- ooh
Db Db Ab Eb
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Estrofe 7
Ab Cm
Oh, therapy can you please fill the void?
Db Ab Eb
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Ab Cm
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
Db
For lack of a better word,
Ab Eb
and that's my best excuse
Interlúdio 3
Ab Ab Cm Cm
Ooh, ooh-ooh- ooh
Db Db Ab Eb
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Introdução 2
Ab5 Gb5 Ab5 Gb5
Ab5 Gb5 Ab5 Gb5
Estrofe 8
Ab5 Gb5 Ab5
To live and not to breathe
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is to die in trage dy
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To run, to run away
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to find, what you believe
Ponte 1
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And I leave
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behind
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this hur ri cane of fucking
Eb5 Ab5 Eb5 Ab5 Eb5
lies
Estrofe 9
Ab5 Gb5 Ab5
I lost my faith to this,
Gb5 Ab5 Gb5 Ab5
this town that don't exist
Gb5 Ab5 Gb5 Ab5
So I run, I run away
Gb5 Ab5 Gb5 Ab5 Gb5
the lights of masochist
Ponte 2
Db5 Ab5 Db5 Ab5 Db5
And I leave
Eb5 Ab5 Eb5 Ab5 Eb5
behind
Db5 Ab5 Db5 Ab5 Db5
this hur ri cane of fucking
Eb5 Ab5 Eb5 Ab5 Eb5
lies
Db5 Ab5 Db5 Ab5 Db5
And I walked
Eb5 Ab5 Eb5 Ab5 Eb5
this line
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a mil lion and one fucking
Eb5 Ab5 Eb5
times
Ab5 Eb5 Ab5 Gb5 Ab5 Gb5
But not this time
Interlúdio 4
Ab5 Gb5 Ab5 Gb5
Ab5 Gb5 Ab5 Gb5
Ab5 Gb5 Ab5 Gb5
Ab5 Gb5 Ab5 Gb5
Db5 Ab5 Db5 Ab5 Db5
Eb5 Ab5 Eb5 Ab5 Eb5
Db5 Ab5 Db5 Ab5 Db5
Eb5 Ab5 Eb5 Ab5 Eb5
Final 2
Fm Eb Ab Db
I don't feel any shame, I wont apologize
Eb Ab
When there ain't nowhere you can go
Db Eb
Running away from pain
Ab Db
when you've been victimized
Eb
Tales from another broken
Ab5 Gb5 Ab5
Home You're leav ing
Gb5 Ab5
You're leav ing
Gb5 Ab5
You're leav ing
Gb5 Ab5 Gb5
Are you leaving home?
Ab5 Gb5 Ab5
I'm the son of rage and love
The Jesus of suburbia
From the Bible of none of the above
On a steady diet of
Soda pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my
Sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones I got away with
And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me
Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix
The living room in my private womb
While the Moms and Brads are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes
And Mary-Jane
To keep me insane
Doing someone else's cocaine
But there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me
At the center of the Earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 where I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says home is where your heart is
But what a shame
Cause everyone's heart
Doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of time
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures in a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much
But it only confirmed that
The center of the earth
Is the end of the world
And I could really care less
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care
Everyone is so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the stories and disciples
Of the Jesus of suburbia
Land of make believe
And it don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe
And I don't care!
I don't care!
I don't care!
I don't care!
I don't care!
Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
To live and not to breathe
Is to die In tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist
So I run
I run away
To the light of masochists
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time
I don't feel any shame
I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home
You're leaving
You're leaving
You're leaving
Ah you're leaving home