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 | G# - G | (x2)

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’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 |