Lyrics Therapy (Live) - All Time Low

Alright, I tell you what
We're gonna keep it mellow for one more song, is that alright?
This next song is from our new album "Nothing Personal"
It's one of my favorite songs on the record, actually
It's called "Therapy," it goes like this

My ship went down in a sea of sound
When I woke up alone, I had everything
A handful of moments, I wish I could change
And a tongue like a nightmare that cut like a blade

In a city of fools, I was careful and cool
But they tore me apart like a hurricane
A handful of moments, I wish I could change
But I was carried away

Give me therapy, I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
You can keep all your misery

My lungs gave out as I faced the crowd
I think that keeping this up could be dangerous
I'm flesh and bone, I'm a rolling-fucking-stone
And the experts say I'm delirious

Give me therapy, I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
You can take back your misery

Arrogant boy, love yourself so no one has to
They're better off without you, they're better off without you
Arrogant boy, cause a scene like you're supposed to
They'll fall asleep without you
You're lucky if your memory remains

So give me therapy, I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
You can take back your misery

Therapy, I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
And you can choke on your misery

Thank you!

Ey, give it up for my best friend, Alex!
(Jack, you're fucking hot!)
(Yeah!) I been trying to break that fucking thing this entire tour and I finally did it
(Did you break it?) Yeah!
(It's broken?) That rules! (Ey, we're punk rock!)
No, we're not

(Hey, Jeff, hit the crowd with some lights)
Hit 'em, punch them in the face with the lights
(Punch 'em in the face with the lights, let's see this crowd)

Hello, everybody! (Hello, Hammerstein Ballroom!)
Look, look! (What's up, bro?)
There's one guy dead-center flicking us off
What's wrong, are you-are you at the wrong concert?
Let's get him laid tonight, people

He's like, "Fuck that, I can get laid on my own"
You have one mission tonight, sir
You need to start the biggest mosh pit that we've seen tonight
Marsh pit (marsh, can you do that?)

We're reinventing the mosh pit (we're reinventing it)
We've named it the marsh pit (heh, woah)
And it's really no different, except that it's filled with this guy
(This guy's ready) this dude's ready, he just saluted me
(Can you smell what The Rock is cooking!?)
Let's do it, I think they're ready (they're ready)
I think they're ready