I live on a small street Where we all know one another And I live up in the attic Of my father and my mother's Everyone here keeps a close eye on me Make sure I eat right and I sleep right And before bed I brush my teeth Born to die in suburbia I'm born to die in suburbia I'm born to die And you know what I don't mind I'm born to die in suburbia Lately I don't get out too much I'm happier inside Sometimes I don't leave my room for weeks at a time Sometimes I sin But I'll never get caught If the skeletons in my closet could talk You know I'd be locked up cuz I'm Born to die in suburbia I'm born to die in suburbia I'm born to die And you know what I don't mind I'm born to die in suburbia I'm born to die in suburbia I'm born to die in suburbia I'm born to die Never get out alive I'm born to die in suburbia