I'm done with fake conversations in L.A. dives
I'm done with blackouts and regrets and bloodshot eyes
I'm done with waiting to feel high
I'm done with living inside of a swimming pool
I'm done with making then breaking my every rule
I'm sick of treating myself so cruel
Poured out the last beer
And I said goodbye
You can call me "2 A.M. babe"
I'm good to drive
Poured out the last beer
Yeah, I'm here all night
You can call me "2 A.M. babe"
I'm good to drive
I'm done with fast talk and cool guys and cigarettes
I'm done with overreacting to stupid shit
I'm sick of saying the word "yes"
I want you to know you can count on me, 8, 9, 10, 1, 2, 3
I wanna carry you, and I want you to carry me
Poured out the last beer
And I said goodbye
You can call me "2 A.M. babe"
I'm good to drive
Poured out the last beer
Yeah I'm here all night
You can call me "2 A.M. babe"
I'm good to drive
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