All Time Low es una banda Americana de pop punk formada en Lutherville, Maryland en el año 2003.
Principios
All Time Low tiene su origen cuando los miembros en plena juventud estudiaban en la Dulaney High School. Empezó cuando Jack Barakat y Mark Shilling se conocen en clase y realizando una apreciación por la música Rock & Roll. Jack tocaba la guitarra y Mark era el bajista y vocalista; así que decidieron juntos formar una banda por diversión.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Verse 1: EbFm I admit I miss seeing C# your face babe (Seeing your face baby) Eb And being alone is starting Fm to take its toll C# I’m cold and it’s getting old (Getting old) Eb I admit (I admit) Fm I should’ve made C# some changes (Changes) Eb We were so smothered Fm in love we didn’t C# Have a chance to come up for air (No fair)
Refrain 1: Eb What a waste Fm Where did the time go? C# Where did our minds go? I don’t know Eb What’s this place? Fm Where did our home go? C# We won’t know I don’t know
Chorus 1: EbFm Too much of anything C# is too much EbFm Too much love can C# be too much Eb We had too much Fm time Too much us C# So we fought like tomorrow was promised EbFm (too much, too much, too much C# (too much, too much, too much)
Verse 2: EbFm I admit I’m still C# watching the days go by (watching the days go by) Eb And sleeping alone is Fm starting to break me down C# It’s cold but I should’ve known (Should have know) Eb I admit (I admit) FmC# I made a few mistakes babe (Mistakes baby) Eb We were so caught up in love Fm We didn’t have a chance C# to come up for air (No fair)
Refrain 2: Eb What a waste Fm Where did the time go? C# Where did our minds go? I don’t know Eb What’s this place? Fm Where did our home go? C# We'll never know I'll never know
Chorus 2: EbFm Too much of anything C# is too much EbFm Too much love can C# be too much Fm We had too much Eb time Too much us G# So we fought like C# tomorrow was promised EbFm (too much, too much, too much C# (too much, too much, too much) EbFm (too much, too much, too much C# (too much, too much, too much)
Bridge: Fm I need to find a reason to feel C/E Like everything was Eb meant to be let go Take it slow BbmCmEbC/E Cause I can’t be on my own