Verse: 1 B F# Sixty five miles an hour E I’m not home yet F# Telephone poles get B blurred together, in gray weather F# till they look like crucifixes E Until something in me thinks if F# I was nimble enough, B I’d climb one up and be a symbol F# giving cars a heart attack E cause I’ve got a knack for these shock tactics F# and I want my suburb back. B But it was never mine, F# besides, I’d never crucify E myself, and Jesus of Suburbia’s F# a myth that never died B Homecoming queen, not in my dreams F# F# F I'll be homecoming serf, it seems E but hey, it doesn’t even bother me E F# E We’ve moved away, and who needs royalty?Verse: 2 B It's barely one pm F# And my cooking's barely done E F# and my thighs feel like the chicken breast I hated slicing up B F# I think I'll be a vegetarian, kill two birds with one stone E I’ll lose a stone, I'll feel humane F# I cook the meat and eat it anyway B I think that I’ll rebel now F# Not like my age is too late E I’m still half straight but I can easily F# act gayer than fck h8 B And I'll tell kids to smoke cigs and weed F# despite the surgeon’s warning E I’ll eat LSD soaked mini wheats F# in white russians for breakfast every morningE F# B B/A# I love vacation days G#m F# E It’s a blacked out haze I’m in F# This cul de sac is coming B B/A# G#m F# E back, back back back back E F# B B/A# Who cares if we're obscure G#m F# Homecoming serf E F# G G#m I know this quiet life, it used to hurt E F# B but now we're dancing round and laughing in the dirtInterlude E F# G G#m La la la la la la la la la (x3) E F# B La la la la la la la la Verse: 3 B Don’t think I'm pointing fingers F# These are crocodile tears E It's no ones fault but mine That I shut up F# For all of eighteen years B But now my friends are driving out F# We’re gonna walk around the mall E We'll be the youngest there F# Who cares, we'll call ourselves adults Bridge E F# B At least I’ve got a cat, B/A# G#m F# E though she hates me bad, it seems F# B B/A# G#m F# but we reign over the SUVs and dairy queens E F# This isn't lyricism B B/A# G#m F# I'm just dropping rhymes like flies E F# Let’s go freak out everyone G G#m No reason, who knows why? E What’s on your mind? F# G G#m not like I’ve got the time to stick around, E I’ll catch my flight, F# G G#m make like a pop punk kid, and get out of this town E What’s on your mind? F# G G#m There’s no point left to keep your image down, E F# Let’s terrifyE F# B I love vacation days B/A# G#m F# E It’s a blacked out haze I’m in F# This cul de sac is coming B B/A# G#m F# E back, back back back back E F# B B/A# Who cares if we're obscure G#m F# Homecoming serf E F# G G#m I know this quiet life, it used to hurt E F# B but now we're dancing round and laughing in the dirtE F# B I love vacation days B/A# G#m F# E It’s a blacked out haze I’m in F# This cul de sac is coming B B/A# G#m F# E back, back back back back E F# B Who cares if we're obscure B/A# G#m F# Homecoming serf E F# G G#m F# I know this quiet life, it used to hurt E F# G G#m F# but now we're dancing round and laughing in the dirt E F# G G#m F# This one goes out to my homecoming serfs E F# G G#m F# Yeah, pour one out for my homecoming serfs E F# G G#m F# This one goes out to my homecoming serfs E F# B We’re dancing round and laughing in the dirt