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