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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 "yеs" I want you to know you can count on me Eight, nine, ten, onе, two, three 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" Letras de cancionesI’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 From Letras Mania