The Slanderous Clientel

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