You say Stand up straight Talk like this Don't be late Wear the smile Shake the hands Keep pretending Like they planned Maybe I'm done Trying to be Someone else I don't wanna fit your frame Your frame... I don't wanna play your game Your game... Drive all night Miss the light Maybe that's what feels alright No dress code No fake smile Leave this town For a while Keep your plans Keep your rules We're too old For your schools Maybe home Never changed Maybe we Finally did Windows down Middle of June Nothing left Left to prove I don't wanna fit your frame Your frame... I don't wanna play your game Your game... Drive all night Miss the light Maybe that's what feels alright No dress code No fake smile Leave this town For a while We're not sorry Not sorry... We're still here Still alive See you around... ...or maybe not.
