Key: C
Introduction:
C
I' m the son of rage and love
Am
The Jesus of Suburbia
F
From the Bible of none of the above
G
On a steady diet of
C
Soda pop and Ritalin
Am
No one ever died for my
F
Sins in hell, as far as I can tell
G
At least the ones I' ve gotten away with
F G
And there' s nothing wrong with me
F G
This is how I' m supposed to be
F G
In a land of make-believe
That don' t believe in me
C
Get my television fix
Am
Sitting on my crucifix
F
The living room or my private womb
G
While the moms and brads are away
C
To fall in love and fall in debt
Am
To alcohol and cigarettes
F
And Mary Jane to keep me insane
G
And doing someone else' s cocaine
F G
And there' s nothing wrong with me
F G
This is how I' m supposed to be
F G
In a land of make-believe
That don' t believe in me
C
At the center of the earth
C/B
In the parking lot
Am G
Of the 7-11 where I was taught
F G
The motto was just a lie
C
It says "home is where your heart is"
C/B
But what a shame
Am G
Cause everyone' s heart doesn' t beat the same
F G
It' s beating out of time
Am G
City of the dead
C F
At the end of another lost highway
Am G F
Signs misleading to nowhere
Am G
City of the damned
C F
Lost children with dirty faces today
Am G F
No one really seems to care
C
I read the graffiti
C/B
In the bathroom stall
Am G
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
F G
And so it seemed to confess
C
It didn' t say much
C/B
But it only confirmed
Am G
That the center of the earth is the end of the world
F G
And I could really care less
Am G
City of the dead
C F
At the end of another lost highway
Am G F
Signs misleading to nowhere
Am G
City of the damned
C F
Lost children with dirty faces today
Am G F
No one really seems to care
G C
I don' t care if you don' t
G C
I don' t care if you don' t
F C G
I don' t care if you don' t care (x4)
F G
I don&rsquo t care...
C G# G
Everyone is so full of shit
C G# G
Born and raised by hypocrites
C G# G
Hearts recycled but never saved
C G# G
From the cradle to the grave
C G# G
We are the kids of war and peace
C G# G
From Anaheim to the Middle East
C G# G
We are the stories and disciples
C G# G
Of the Jesus of Suburbia
F G C G
Land of make-believe
F G C G
And it don' t believe in me
F G C G
Land of make-believe
F G
And I don' t believe
F G C
And I don&rsquo t care (x4)
F G C G
And I don&rsquo t care
G Bm
Dearly beloved are you listening?
C G D
I can&rsquo t remember a word that you were saying
G Bm
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
C G D
The space that' s in between insane and insecure
G Bm
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
C G D
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
G Bm
Nobody' s perfect and I stand accused
C G D
For lack of a better word, and that' s my best excuse
G F C G F C
To live and not to breathe
G F C G F C
Is to die in tragedy
G F C G F C
To run, to run away
G F C G F C
To find what you believe
C G C G C G D G D G D
And I.. Leave be.. hind
G C G C G C G D G D G D
This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies
G F C G F C
I lost my faith to this
G F C G F C
This town that don' t exist
G F C G F C
So I run, I run away
G F C G
To the light of masochist
C G C G C G D G D G D
And I.. Leave be.. hind
G C G C G C G D G D G D
This hu..rri..cane of fu..cking lies
C G C G C G D G D G D
And I.. Walked this line
G C G C G C G D G D G D G
A mil..lion and one fu..cking times But not this time
C D
I don' t feel any shame
G C
I won&rsquo t apologize
C D G
When there ain' t nowhere you can go
C D
Running away from pain
G C
When you' ve been victimized
C D
Tales from another broken...
G
Home...
F C G
You&rsquo re leaving...
F C G
You&rsquo re leaving...
F C G
You&rsquo re leaving...
F C
Ah, you&rsquo re leaving home...