All Time Low - Kip Moore
Written by：Kip Moore/Westin Davis/Luke Dick
Well it ain't like I ain't been here before I'm just here again
Mixing long neck bottles with my misery and gin
And if I'm being honest I'm a whole new kind of sad
Cause when you're down this far it's a whole new kind of bad
I'm at an all time low I'm bottomed out and a 12 ounce cold
And this shitty dive's spendin all my cash
To hell with her she can kiss my glass
In too damn deep and it's too damn late
No climbin out of this poor heartbreak
This neon hell is my newfound home
My baby's gone I'm at an all time low
Well there's a cover band playin nothin but happy tunes
And there's a couple on the dance floor sayin baby I love you
And there's a jesus saves carved out in the men's bathroom stall
But I'm in need of a jukebox and a sad old country song
I'm at an all time low I'm bottomed out and a 12 ounce cold
And this shitty dive's spendin all my cash
To hell with her she can kiss my glass
In too damn deep and it's too damn late
No climbin out of this poor heartbreak
This neon hell is my newfound home
My baby's gone I'm at an all time low
Well there ain't enough whiskey in the cellar ain't enough high in the smoke
Ain't enough rungs on the ladder to get me up outta this hole
Ain't enough whiskey in the cellar ain't enough high in the smoke
Ain't enough rungs on the ladder to get get my up outta this hole
I'm at an all time low I've bought em out of every 12 ounce cold
And this shitty dive's spendin all my cash
To hell with her she can kiss my glass
In too damn deep and it's too damn late
No climbin out of this poor heartbreak
This neon hell is my newfound home
My baby's gone I'm at an all time low
Neon hell is my newfound home my baby's gone I'm at an all time low
