Looking across the room and i can't respire I got to get out so maybe i should set a fire Holding my tongue and waiting for the perfect reason It's hard when your nerves are down for the season This all time low it's everything i never wanted Redundant show, They're nagging a hole in my beautiful head This all time low is everything to the slanderous clientele Shaking a hand and mumbling that it's a pleasure The faces i see are vague and hard to remember Talking of this and that but it's going nowhere They're saying the same words over and over and over