[Middle School Suburbia]

Emotions range from rage to love
In Middle School Suburbia
From the classroom to the fight after school
And rumors that are untrue, I'm failing English again
Where the heck do I begin? This is hell
As far as I can tell
I hope high school is nothing like this

And I know I'm in eighth grade
But this is what I really hate
This year isn't all that great
Get me out of this grade

Walking down the wide hallways- each and every single day
In my homeroom smelling bad perfume
While the jocks and preps call you gay
Walk down the halls, see a brunette.
I'll ask her out, but not quite yet. Her name is Jane
She drives me insane and I can't get her out of my brain

Is there something wrong with me?
Am I acting normally?
I can almost guarantee
That she'll go out with me.

[Part 2: Please Go To The Dance]

In the middle of the school
at her locker, I
Asked her if she wanted to go dance with I
Her response just made me cry
She said, "I would like to go but
you are too late,
Cause I was asked out
By that kid named Blake.
You just ran out of time."

Please come to the dance
I'm down on my knees and I'm begging
This is getting us nowhere
Please come to the dance
She just stood there and broke my heart today
And she doesn't seem to care

I wrote some graffiti
In the bathroom stall
She went to the dance, I didn't care at all
I was not at all depressed
I didn't write much
But I only confirmed that
The thought of her going
Was the end of the world
And she could really care less

She went to the dance
With some football player that is not me
This is getting me nowhere
Who cares bout the dance?
There are lots of bumps on my face today
And I really want them gone

[Part 3: Want Them Gone (Acne)]

I just want them all gone
I just want them all gone
I just want them all gone now [x4]

Want them gone

Man my face is so full of zits
How do I get rid of it?
I have tried almost everything
Man it's so embarrassing
It is covered with dirt and grease
Why can't the size and number decrease?
This is one stressor and problem
Of the Middle School Suburbia
Why can't this just end?
I will tell my friends online
Why can't this just end?
I will tell my friends
I want them gone
Want them gone [x4]

[Part 4: Dear Friends on MySpace]

Dear friends on MySpace, are you all online?
I have a problem and I'm serious this time
I will not comment till you all reply
I've been online since May, and it is now July
No therapy can ever fill the void
My reputation is way passed being destroyed
School's almost over, and that makes me glad
I am not in high school yet, my problems aren't that bad

[Part 5: School's Out, We Are All Going Home]

To live, inside this place
We will leave, without a trace
We'll run, we'll run away
Defy, what you believe
And I leave behind
This Junior High School that was mine
My hope, my hope is this
High School is not like this

So I'll run
I'll run away
And come back on the first day
And I leave behind
This Junior High School that was mine
And I realized
My hope was just a big fat lie
I'm wrong this time

Man, Junior High was lame
I said all my goodbyes
Home is the best place I can go

Running away from school
As if there's a surprise
School's out, we are all going home

We're going
We're going
We're going
Ah we're going home...