I saw you with him.
You saw who?
Don't fucking lie to me.
What do you want from me Jimmy?
I'm fucking him.
What was I to you?
What the fuck was I to you?
A friend, someone I loved, and a fucking memory.
A beautiful fucking memory.
You know what? I don't love you.
You don't even get to be a memory.
Nice fucking tattoo then.
Fuck you!
Oh what you're gonna come after me?
Fuck you.
You are fucking just a pair of tits.
That's all you've ever been to me.
Go. Go!
♪♪
♪ I'm the son of rage and love ♪
♪ The Jesus of Suburbia ♪
♪ The bible of none of the above ♪
♪ On a steady diet of ♪
♪ Soda Pop and Ritalin ♪
♪ No one ever died for my ♪
♪ Sins in hell ♪
♪ As far as I can tell ♪
♪ At least the ones that I got away with ♪
♪ And there's nothing wrong with me ♪
♪ This is how I'm supposed to be ♪
♪ In a land of make believe ♪
♪ That don't believe in me ♪
♪ Get my television fix ♪
♪ Sitting on my crucifix ♪
♪ The living room in my private womb ♪
♪ While the Moms and Brads are away ♪
♪ To fall in love and fall in debt ♪
♪ To alcohol and cigarettes ♪
♪ And Mary Jane ♪
♪ To keep me insane ♪
♪ Doing someone else's cocaine ♪
♪ And there's nothing wrong with me ♪
♪ This is how I'm supposed to be ♪
♪ In a land of make believe ♪
♪ That don't believe in me ♪
♪♪
♪ At the center of the earth ♪
♪ In the parking lot ♪
♪ Of the 7-11 where I was taught ♪
♪ The motto was just a lie ♪
♪ It says home is where your heart is ♪
♪ But what a shame ♪
♪ Cause everyone's heart ♪
♪ Doesn't beat the same ♪
♪ It's beating out of time ♪
♪ City of the dead ♪
♪ At the end of another lost highway ♪
♪ Signs misleading to nowhere ♪
♪ City of the damned ♪
♪ Lost children with dirty faces today ♪
♪ No one really seems to care ♪
♪ I read the graffiti ♪
♪ In the bathroom stall ♪
♪ Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall ♪
♪ And so it seemed to confess ♪
♪ It didn't say much ♪
♪ But it only confirmed that ♪
♪ The center of the earth ♪
♪ Is the end of the world ♪
♪ And I could really care less ♪
♪ City of the dead ♪
♪ At the end of another lost highway ♪
♪ Signs misleading to nowhere ♪
♪ City of the damned ♪
♪ Lost children with dirty faces today ♪
♪ No one really seems to care ♪
♪ I don't care if you don't ♪
♪ I don't care if you don't
♪ I don't care if you don't care ♪
♪ I don't care if you don't ♪
♪ I don't care if you don't care ♪
♪ I don't care if you don't ♪
♪ I don't care if you don't care ♪
♪ I don't care if you don't ♪
♪ I don't care if you don't care ♪
♪ I don't care ♪
♪ Everyone's so full of shit ♪
♪ Born and raised by hypocrites ♪
♪ Hearts recycled but never saved ♪
♪ From the cradle to the grave ♪
♪ We are the kids of war and peace ♪
♪ From Anaheim to the Middle East ♪
♪ We are the stories and disciples of ♪
♪ The Jesus of Suburbia ♪
♪ Land of make believe ♪
♪ And it don't believe in me ♪
♪ Land of make believe ♪
♪ And I don't believe ♪
♪ And I don't care! ♪
♪ I don't care! ♪
What's the matter with you?
Your face.
Oh.
Well it must be easy sitting there, all high and mighty, the king of shit mountain.
Shit mountain, that's exactly what this fucking place is.
This disgusting house that we live in.
And you know what the sickest part of it is?
You come in here every Goddamn morning and you give me the same, sick look.
What look is that?
You look at me like I'm the loser.
Oh.
Yeah you sit there with your fucking scratch-off lottery tickets.
You think, oh maybe, maybe tomorrow it's all gonna change.
You're never gonna fucking get the right numbers.
Are you done?
Who gave you the right to start shit?
What are you, Jesus nailed to that couch, suffering for my sins and I'm the loser?
That makes you the son of a loser.
You fucking moron.
♪ Dearly beloved are you listening? ♪
♪ I can't remember a word that you were saying ♪
♪ Are we demented or am I disturbed? ♪
♪ The space that's in between insane and insecure ♪
♪ (Ooh) ♪
♪ Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? ♪
♪ Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed ♪
♪ Nobody's perfect and I stand accused ♪
♪ For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse ♪
♪ (Ooh) ♪
♪ To live, and not to breathe ♪
♪ Is to die, in tragedy ♪
♪ To run, to run away ♪
♪ To find, what you believe ♪
♪ And I leave behind ♪
♪ This hurricane of fucking lies ♪
♪ I lost my faith to this ♪
♪ This town that don't exist ♪
♪ So I run, I run away ♪
♪ To the lights of masochists ♪
♪ And I, leave behind ♪
♪ This hurricane of fucking lies ♪
♪ And I, walked this line ♪
♪ A million and one fucking times ♪
♪ But not this time ♪
♪♪
♪ I don't feel any shame ♪
♪ I won't apologize ♪
♪ When there ain't nowhere you can go ♪
♪ Running away from pain ♪
♪ When you've been victimized ♪
♪ Tales from another broken home ♪
♪ Oh you're leaving ♪
♪ You're leaving ♪
♪Are you leaving home? ♪