[Verse 1] Truck stop coffee in paper cups Same old booth in the corner back We trade tall tales ‘til the sun comes up Give each other hell, then we laugh right back You’d think we all shared the same last name By the way we bicker, shove, then grin But if one of us is limping, one of us is late on rent There’s always room to squeeze another in [Chorus] We’re 4am friends, parking lot saints Holding up the sky when the night feels faint If your world breaks down, you can call us again We’ll be standing in the dark like it’s 9am We ain’t blood, but it runs just as deep in the end That’s 4am friends Yeah, that’s 4am friends [Verse 2] Sarah’s got grease on her Sunday dress From crawling under Cody’s busted ride Jake brings jumper cables and bad advice We all bring something to each other’s lives We roast your haircut, pass you the beer Then show up early when you move house Talk trash in the daylight, talk you through the tears at night That’s the kind of crew you can’t do without [Chorus] We’re 4am friends, parking lot saints Holding up the sky when the night feels faint If your world breaks down, you can call us again We’ll be standing in the dark like it’s 9am We ain’t blood, but it runs just as deep in the end That’s 4am friends Yeah, that’s 4am friends [Bridge] Maybe someday we’ll all drift apart Different towns, different lines on our hands But if the phone rings in the middle of the night You know we’re gone before it hits the second ring (hey) [Chorus] ‘Cause we’re 4am friends, parking lot saints Holding up the sky when the night feels faint If your world breaks down, you can call us again We’ll be standing in the dark like it’s 9am We ain’t blood, but it runs just as deep in the end That’s 4am friends Yeah, that’s 4am friends [Outro] Truck stop coffee, sunrise glow Same old booth, same worn-out jokes World spins crazy, but it all makes sense Sitting shoulder to shoulder with my 4am friends

country, Warm midtempo country ballad, brushed drums and upright bass under twangy acoustic guitars; male vocals with tight three-part harmonies on the chorus. Light fiddle lines weave between phrases, pedal steel lifts the hook. Verses stay intimate and storytelling, chorus blooms wide and anthemic with gang vocals and a late-song key lift for extra heart.

4am Friends