Robots & Butterflies - No Shows In April lyrics

I live for these weekends And to take advantage of second chances With glances, still an outcast kid Now watch me decline The days are getting longer And the years are getting shorter, And I’m not getting younger so Let’s go out I guess this what you call fitting in All my high school friends Are either on drugs Or live far north from This town we were raised in They’ve escaped To better places than this I guess this what you call fitting in And this is what it means To finally get away I live near the east Atlantic But that doesn’t mean a damn thing I’ll take back all my chances Just to escape