Jesus of Suburbia

That don't believe in me
While the moms and dads are away

The space that's in between insane and insecure
Are we demented or am I disturbed?

In a land of make believe
Doing someone else's cocaine

For lack of a better word and that's my best excuse
And there's nothing wrong with me
A million and one fucking times

At the center of the Earth in the parking lot
Land of make believe and it don't believe in me
'Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same
Tales from another broken home

It didn't say much but it only confirmed that

I don't care
We are the kids of war and peace
The Jesus of suburbia
I don't care if you don't

I read the graffiti in the bathroom stall
I don't care, I don't care
And I walked this line
It's beating out of time
This town that don't exist

I don't feel any shame, I won't apologize

I can't remember a word that you were saying
You're leaving, you're leaving
I don't care if you don't care
Everyone is so full of shit
To find what to believe
Born and raised by hypocrites

The light of masochist
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't

Well this is how I'm supposed to be

This hurricane of fucking lies
This hurricane of fucking lies

No one really seems to care, hey
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
On a steady diet of
The Bible of none of the above
Running away from pain when you've been victimized
And I leave behind
Land of make believe and it don't believe
To fall in love and fall in debt
City of the damned
The center of the earth is the end of the world
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
In a land of make believe
Signs misleading to nowhere

And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care
I don't care if you don't
To run, to run away

I lost my faith to this
Lost children with dirty faces today

I don't care if you don't care
The living room on my private womb
It says home is where your heart is but what a shame
I don't care if you don't
And I leave behind
Lost children with dirty faces today
As far as I can tell
And I could really care less

Soda pop and Ritalin
No one really seems to care
At the end of another lost highway
And Mary Jane to keep me insane
To alcohol and cigarettes
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Is to die in tragedy
When there ain't nowhere you can go

So I run, I run away

Signs misleading to nowhere
Get my television fixed, sitting on my crucifix
That don't believe in me
Like the holy scriptures at the shopping mall
Dearly beloved are you listening?
City of the damned
At least the ones I got away with
From the cradle to the grave
To live and not to breathe

But not this time
We are the stories and disciples of

Of the 7-11 were I was taught, the motto was just a lie

No one ever died for my sins in hell
And there's nothing wrong with me
I don't care if you don't
And so it seemed to compare
I don't care if you don't

This is how I'm supposed to be
I don't care if you don't
Hearts recycled but never saved
City of the dead

I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't care
City of the dead
From Anaheim to the Middle East
At the end of another lost highway