Album Cover 3am

3am

Halsey

4

Darling, I′ve just left the bar

And I've misplaced all my credit cards

My self-preservation and all of my reservationsAre sittin′ and contemplatin' what to do with me, do with me

Think I took it way too far

And I'm stumblin′ drunk, getting in a car

My insecurities are hurtin′ me

Someone, please, come, and flirt with me

Really need a mirror that'll come along and tell me that I′m fine

I do it every time

I keep on hanging on the line, ignoring every warning sign

Come on, and make me feel alright again

'Cause it′s 3:00 a.m.

And I'm callin′ everybody that I know

And here we go again

While I'm runnin' through the numbers in my phone

And yeah, I′ll take fake moans and dial tones

Let ′em spill right down the microphone

I need it digital 'cause, baby, when it′s physical

I end up alone, end up alone

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I need it digital 'cause, baby, when it′s physical

I end up alone, end up alone

Every night, I wanna live in color through a white-blue screen

I got a technicolor vision going vivid in my light-blue jeans

I know it's complicated

′Cause everyone that I've dated says they hate it

'Cause they don′t know what to do with me, do with me

Know that my identity′s always getting the best of me

I'm the worst of my enemies

And I don′t really know what to do with me

Yeah, I don't really know what to do with me

I keep on hanging on the line, ignoring every warning sign

Come on, and make me feel alright again

′Cause it's 3:00 a.m.

And I′m callin' everybody that I know

And here we go again

While I'm runnin′ through the numbers in my phone

And yeah, I′ll take fake moans and dial tones

Let 'em spill right down the microphone

I need it digital ′cause, baby, when it's physical

I end up alone, end up alone

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I need it digital ′cause, baby, when it's physical

I end up alone, end up alone

I′m reckless, treat it like a necklace

Take a different version, and I try it

On for size with everybody that I know

And will you, please, pick up the fucking phone?

'Cause it's 3:00 a.m.

And I′m callin′ everybody that I know

And here we go again

While I'm runnin′ through the numbers in my phone

And yeah, I'll take fake moans and dial tones

Let ′em spill right down the microphone

I need it digital 'cause, baby, when it′s physical

I end up alone, end up alone

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I need it digital 'cause, baby, when it's physical

I end up alone