Last call, for the moon tonight
Read all, rain on Friday night
Take back all the things I said
Lay down, rest your pretty head now

Last call, no more drinks tonight
And it’s not your fault, its time to walk away from
This velvet box, full of alcohol
And TV talks, gone on far too long

Take anything that’s better for me
Take anything that’s better for you
Take anything that’s better for me… take it now

Shut up, I’m wrong, I know… but we can’t talk about it
All the wars we won, but we’re still walking home
Don’t give me your reasons, for all my bad intentions
New york… LA… hey man, you know it’s all the same

Last call, everyone go home
And take all the LA rain in
Because it won’t fall too much more this year
The summer’s gone, but I’m still right here