Another dull day. 
You get what you pay. 
Look out the window. 
And watch the freakshow. 
 
Is it real or am I dreaming. 
Feel the pain and wake up screaming. 
I seem to stand upon the ceiling. 
Suburbia – Suburbia. 
Appearances once more deceiving. 
Suburbia – Suburbia. 
Day or night, it’s all the same to me. 
 
The edge of nowhere. 
There’s nothing out there. 
It’s an illusion. 
An execution. 
 
Try to give your life some meaning. 
Who you are and how you're feeling. 
Through the wintry snows and sleeting. 
Suburbia – Suburbia. 
No regrets and no forgiving. 
Suburbia – Suburbia. 
Nothing ever happens in suburbia. 
Suburbia – Suburbia. 
Nothing ever happens in suburbia. 
 
Nothing ever happens in suburbia. (x 4)