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