Paroles 3 am Halsey

3 am

Darling, I've just left the bar and I've misplaced all my credit cards
My self-preservation and all of my reservations
Are sittin' and contemplating 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
I 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 AM
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 a 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 a 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 white-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 alway's 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 AM
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 a digital, 'cause baby, when it's physical
I end up alone, end up alone

I need a digital, 'cause baby, when it's physical
I end up alone, end up alone

I'm reckless, treated 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 AM
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 a 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 a digital, 'cause baby, when it's physical
I end up alone

Your-your best song is a song that's currently on the radio
How many people can say that?
That their best song is the one that's currently about to be a massive hit?
It's already a hit, it's just gonna get more massive
How many more people can say it?
Not very many. Congratulations!