Capo: 1 Tuning: E A D G B E

Capo on 1st [I. Jesus of Suburbia] [Verse 1]

^C I'm

N.C.

the son of rage and love ^Am The Je

N.C.

sus of Suburbia The ^FBible of none of the above On a ^Gsteady diet of

^C So

N.C.

da pop and Ritalin ^Am No

N.C.

one ever died for my ^FSins in hell, as far as I can tell At least the ^Gones that I've gotten away with

[Chorus 1]

And there's ^Fnothing wrong with ^Gme This is ^Fhow I'm supposed to ^Gbe In a ^Fland of make-be^Glieve That

N.C.

don't believe in ^Cme

[Instrumental] C G F (x2) [Verse 2]

^C G

N.C.

et my television fix ^Am S

N.C.

itting on my crucifix The ^Fliving room or my private womb While the ^Gmoms and brads are away

^C To f

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all in love and fall in debt ^Am To al

N.C.

cohol and cigarettes And ^FMary Jane to keep me insane Doing ^Gsomeone else's cocaine

[Chorus 1]

And there's ^Fnothing wrong with ^Gme This is ^Fhow I'm supposed to ^Gbe In a ^Fland of make-be^Glieve That

N.C.

don't believe in ^Cme

[Instrumental] C G F (x2) C N.C. Am N.C. F G C N.C. Em N.C. Am G F G [II. City of the Damned] [Verse 3]

At the ^Ccenter of the earth In the ^C/Bparking lot Of the ^Am7-11 where ^GI was taught ^F The motto was just a ^Glie

It says "^Chome is where your heart is" But ^C/Bwhat a shame Cause ^Ameveryone's heart doesn't ^Gbeat the same ^F It's beating out of ^Gtime

[Chorus 2]

^Am City ^Gof the dead ^C At the end of a^Fnother lost highway ^Am Signs mis^Gleading to no^Fwhere

^Am City ^Gof the damned ^C Lost children with ^Fdirty faces today ^Am No one ^Greally seems to ^Fcare

[Verse 4]

I ^Cread the graffiti In the ^C/Bbathroom stall Like the ^Amholy scriptures of a ^Gshopping mall ^F And so it seemed to con^Gfess

It ^Cdidn't say much But it ^C/Bonly confirmed That the ^Amcenter of the earth is the ^Gend of the world ^F And I could really care ^Gless

[Chorus 2]

^Am City ^Gof the dead ^C At the end of a^Fnother lost highway ^Am Signs mis^Gleading to no^Fwhere

^Am City ^Gof the damned ^C Lost children with ^Fdirty faces today ^Am No one ^Greally seems to ^Fcare

[III. I Don't Care] [Instrumental] G C G C F C G [Interlude]

^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

^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 I ^Fdon't ^Ccare...

[Instrumental] C C C Ab G (x4) [Verse 5]

^C Everyone is so full of ^Abshit ^G ^C Born and raised by hypo^Abcrite^Gs ^C Hearts recycled but never ^Absaved^G ^C From the cradle to the ^Abgrave^G ^C We are the kids of war and ^Abpeace^G ^C From Anaheim to the Middle ^AbEast ^G ^C We are the stories and disciples ^Abof ^G ^C The Jesus of Subur^Abbia ^G

[Pre-Chorus 3]

^FLand of make-^Gbeliev^Ce ^G ^FAnd it don't ^Gbelieve in ^Cme ^G ^FLand of make-^Gbelie^Cve ^G ^FAnd I don't b^Gelieve

[Chorus 3]

And ^FI ^Gdon't ^Ccare ^FI ^Gdon't ^Ccare ^FI ^Gdon't ^Ccare ^FI ^Gdon't ^Ccare And ^FI ^Gdon't ^Ccare^G

[IV. Dearly Beloved] [Verse 6]

^GDearly beloved are you ^Bmlistening? ^C I can't remember a word ^Gthat you were say^Ding ^G Are we demented or am ^BmI disturbed? ^C The space that's in between in^Gsane and inse^Dcure

G Bm C G D

^G Oh therapy, can you please ^Bmfill the void? ^C Am I retarded or am ^GI just over^Djoyed ^G Nobody's perfect and I ^Bmstand accused ^C For lack of a better word, and ^Gthat's my best ex^Dcuse

[Instrumental] G Bm C G D [V. Tales of Another Broken Home] G F C (x4) [Verse 7]

To ^Glive and ^Fnot ^Cto ^Gbreathe ^F Is ^Cto ^Gdie in ^Ftra^Cge^Gdy ^F ^C To ^Grun, to ^Frun ^Ca-^Gway ^F ^C To ^Gfind what ^Fyou ^Cbe^Glieve

[Chorus 4]

^F And ^CI.. ^G ^C ^G ^CLeave ^Gbe.. ^Dhind^G ^D ^G ^D ^GThis ^Chu..^Grri..^Ccane ^Gof ^Cfu..^Gcking ^Dlies^G ^D ^G ^D

[Verse 8]

I ^Glost my ^Ffaith ^Cto t^Ghis ^F ^C This t^Gown that ^Fdon't ^Cex^Gist ^F ^C So I ^Grun, I ^Frun ^Ca-^Gway ^F ^C To the ^Glights of ^Fma^Cso^Gchists

[Chorus 4]

And ^CI.. ^G ^C ^G ^CLeave ^Gbe.. ^Dhind^G ^D ^G ^D ^GThis ^Chu..^Grri..^Ccane ^Gof ^Cfu..^Gcking ^Dlies^G ^D ^G ^D

And ^CI.. ^G ^C ^G ^CWalked ^Gthis ^Dline^G ^D ^G ^D ^GA ^Cmil..^Glion ^Cand ^Gone ^Cfu..^Gcking ^Dtime^Gs ^D ^GBut ^Dnot ^Gthis time

[Instrumental] G F C (x10) C G C G C G D G D G D G (x2) [Bridge]

^C I don't feel ^Dany shame I ^Gwon't apolog^Cize ^C When there ain't ^Dnowhere you can ^Ggo

^C Running ^Daway from pain When ^Gyou've been victi^Cmized ^CTales from an^Dother broken...

[Outro]

^GHome... You're ^Flea^Cving.^G.. You're ^Flea^Cving.^G.. You're ^Flea^Cving.^G.. Are you ^Flea^Cving home?

G F C G F C G

Green Day - Jesus of suburbia