Texty: Augustana. All The Stars And Boulevards. Hotel Roosevelt.

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, it's 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 of the wars we won, but we're still walking home
And 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 of the LA rain in
'Cause it won't fall too much more this year
And the summer's gone, but I'm still right here

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 of the wars we won, but we're still walking home
And don't give me your reasons, for all my bad intentions
New York, LA, hey man, you know it's all the same, now

New York, LA, hey man, you know it's all the same
New York, LA, hey man, you know it's all the same
New York, LA, hey man, you know it's all the same
New York, LA, hey man, hey man, hey man

New York, LA, hey man, you know it's all the same
New York, LA, hey man, you know it's all the same
New York, LA, hey man, you know it's all the same
New York, LA, hey man, hey man, hey man