I can't write a fucking song
You've known this all along
Drink two pints and throw up in the neighbors' lawn
This teen angst is a drag
You know it's all a fad
Gluing faces to your punching bag
Pills in the back of your throat, you wanna go home
But fuck it
This is suburbia life forever
Plastic buildings with a cherry on top
Here's a Band-Aid for your troubles
We're not dead until we rot
North, south, east, west
Smile and look your best
Your family's coming over, don't you want to get dressed?
Rip up all the clothes
Build dry wall for the holes
You broke the foundation of your picket fence home
This is suburbia life forever
Plastic buildings with a cherry on top
Here's a Band-Aid for your troubles
We're not dead until we rot
This is suburbia life forever
Enjoy walking into your grave
Build a family who'll love you forever
Suburbia life will never change
Suburbia life will never change
Suburbia life will never change
Suburbia life will never change