I′m done with fake conversations in LA dives
I'm done with blankets and regrets
And bloodshot eyes
I′m done with waiting to feel, high
I'm done in living inside of a swimming pool
I'm done with making them, 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 am babe
I′m good to drive
Poured out the last beer
Yeah, I'm here all night
You can call me 2 am 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 tired of saying the word, yes
I want you to know, you can count on me
Eight, nine, ten
One, two, three I wanna carry you
And I want you to carry me
Poured out my last beer
And I said goodbye
You can call me 2 am babe
I′m good to drive
Poured out my last beer
Yeah, I'm here all night
You can call me 2 am babe
I'm good to drive
Writer(s): Kristine Flaherty, Jason Alexander Suwito Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
