Jesus Of Suburbia Chords

Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

CI'm the son of rage and love

AmThe Jesus of suburbia

FFrom the Bible of none of the above

GOn a steady diet of

CSoda pop and Ritalin

AmNo one ever died for my

FSins in hell, as far as I can tell

GAt least the ones I've gotten away with

FAnd there's nothing wrong with Gme

FThis is how I'm supposed to Gbe

FIn a land of make Gbelieve

That don't believe in me

C G F

CGet my television fix

AmSitting on my crucifix

FThe living room or my private womb

GWhile the moms and brads are away

CTo fall in love and fall in debt

AmTo alcohol and cigarettes

FAnd Mary Jane to keep me insane

GAnd doing someone else's cocaine

FAnd there's nothing wrong with Gme

FThis is how I'm supposed to Gbe

FIn a land of make Gbelieve

That don't believe in me

C G F

C Am F G

 | C | E | Am – G | F | G |

CAt the center of the earth

C/BIn the parking lot

AmOf the 7-11 were GI was taught

FThe motto was just a Glie

CIt says home is were your heart is

C/BBut what a shame

AmCause everyone's heart doesn't bGeat the same

FWe're beating out of Gtime

AmCity of Gthe dead

CAt the end of Fanother lost highway

AmSign misGleading to Fnowhere

AmCity of Gthe damned

CLost children with Fdirty faces today

AmNo one Greally seems to Fcare

CI read the graffiti

C/BIn the bathroom stall

AmLike the holy scriptures of a Gshopping mall

FAnd so it seemed to Gconfess

CIt didn't say much

C/BBut it only confirmed that

AmThe center of the earth is the Gend of the world

FAnd I could really care Gless

AmCity of Gthe dead

CAt the end of Fanother lost highway

AmSign misGleading to Fnowhere

AmCity of Gthe damned

CLost children with Fdirty faces today

AmNo one Greally seems to Fcare

G C G C F C G

GI don't care Cif you don't

GI don't care Cif you don't

FI don't care Cif you don't Gcare (x4)

F – G

I don’t care

C C C G♯ G

CEveryone is so full of G♯shit G

CBorn and raised by hypoG♯criteGs

CHearts recycled but never G♯savedG

CFrom the cradle to the G♯graveG

CWe are the kids of war and G♯peaceG

CFrom Anaheim to the Middle G♯East G

CWe are the stories and disciG♯ples G

COf the Jesus of suburG♯bia G

FLand of make GbelievCe G

FAnd it don't Gbelieve in Cme G

FLand of make GbelieCve G

FAnd I don't bGelieve

  F – G C

And I don’t care (x4)

  F – G C - G

And I don’t care

GDearly beloved are you Bmlistening?

CI can’t remember a word Gthat you were Dsaying

GAre we demented or are Bmwe disturbed?

CThe space that's in between Ginsane and Dinsecure

GOh therapy, can you please Bmfill the void?

CAm I retarded or am GI just overDjoyed

GNobody's perfect and I Bmstand accused

CFor lack of a better word, and Gthat's my beat Dexcuse

 | 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)

CI don't feel aDny shame

 I Gwon’t apologCize

CWhen there ain't nDowhere you can goG

CRunning aDway from pain

 When Gyou've been victimCized

CTales from anDother broken...

GHome...

  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 |