Capo on 1st 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 - G | F | (x2) 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 - G | F | (x2) | C | Am | F | G | | C | E | Am ? G | F | G | C At the center of the earth C/B In the parking lot Am G Of the 7-11 were I was taught F G The motto was just a lie C It says home is were your heart is C/B But what a shame Am G Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same F G We're beating out of time Am G City of the dead C F At the end of another lost highway Am G F Sign 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 that Am G 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 Sign 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 | G - C | F - C | G | 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?t care? | C | C | C | Ab - G | (x2) C Ab - G Everyone is so full of shit C Ab - G Born and raised by hypocrites C Ab - G Hearts recycled but never saved C Ab - G From the cradle to the grave C Ab - G We are the kids of war and peace C Ab - G From Anaheim to the Middle East C Ab - G We are the stories and disciples C Ab - 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?t care (x4) F ? G C - G And I don?t care G Bm Dearly beloved are you listening? C G D I can?t remember a word that you were saying G Bm Are we demented or are we 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 beat excuse | G | Bm | C | G ? D | | G | F ? C | (x4) 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 | G | F ? C | (x10) C ? G - C ? G - C ? G D ? G ? D ? G ? D ? G (x2) C D I don't feel any shame G C I won?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?re leaving... F ? C - G You?re leaving... F ? C - G You?re leaving... F ? C Ah you?re leaving home? | G | F ? C | | G | F ? C | G |
