All my friends
Hiding behind their white picket fence
On weekends
The parents drink away their common sense
Suburbia
You chewed me up
And spat me out
Kicked me to the curb
Won't fall in that trap
I'm never going back
Dry those tears
A straight-A freshman never shows his fear
I'll run away
And won't be leaving with a souvenir
Suburbia
Your clean-cut grass
Your catholic guilt
Your front yard flags
Won't fall in that trap
I'm never going back
Wasn't poster-child perfection
Didn't wanna be like other kids
Headed in the wrong direction
I can see the walls are closing in
I'm dreaming of a new world every night
Suburbia, I'm leaving you behind
Leaving you
I'm leaving you
I'm leaving you
Suburbia, I'm leaving you behind
