It’s 3 a.m. in the Two Ten
And I’m falling in love with the city again
Mixing vodka and crown
I’ve been doing this since the sun went down
On the top floor get faded
Writing about all the girls I’ve dated
Meanwhile new girls blow up my phone
But I just wanna be left alone
Swearing up and down that I’m writing about them
Always telling me I have a drinking problem
Meanwhile I’m so far gone
Feeling right even though it’s so wrong
Posting pics on the gram
Just so the new new girls know who I am
Waiting on your girl to call
All her texts saying how much she loves Valentine’s Fall


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