Suburbia
Ain’t no good for ya
Take the veil off your eyes my dear
And you can finally see clear
Suburbia
Ain’t no good for ya
You’ll see all your deepest fears
You never really were safe here

Impaled on a white picket fence
Wondering where your friends went
They took off the masks from their faces
From their books they ripped out your pages
Can’t tell friend from foe
Sugar and salt
Are hard to tell apart
There’s really no way to know
Until it’s too late
Call it chance or call it fate
Wake up and smell the roses
Wipe the blood from your noses
Under the street lights
On these late nights

Suburbia
Ain’t no good for ya
Take the veil off your eyes my dear
And you can finally see clear
Suburbia
Ain’t no good for ya
You’ll see all your deepest fears
You never really were safe here

It paints a pretty picture
But it just cleans up the mess quicker
You’ll go crazy from the whispers
The truth hurts
But so does this life
It paints a pretty picture
But it just cleans up the mess quicker
You’ll go crazy from the whispers
The truth hurts
But so does this life

Suburbia
Ain’t no good for ya
Take the veil off your eyes my dear
And you can finally see clear
Suburbia
Ain’t no good for ya
You’ll see all your deepest fears
You never really were safe here
In Suburbia