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