Clock Strikes Nine

I've been feeling kinda down Been wearing a frown Tryna work this all out With nobody around With some paper and a pen And a cup of tea in hand, I'm fine I'll be thinking and writing 'Til the clock strikes nine Then I'll go to bed and try to forget The bad times behind me, no threat And I'll wake up late, maybe test my fate Open up and balance my debt I want to drive around to nowhere in mind Just to any old place I can find Rent a house from an elderly man With a big old pipe in his hand But the weathers changing, always fading The sun out behind the clouds Time is flying past, memories are waning fast And yesterday seems too long ago Then I'll go to bed and try to forget The bad times behind me, no threat And I'll wake up late, maybe test my fate Open up and balance my debt Does it seem so bad that I feel so glad To be stuck inside this big black hole Heart in hand I'm slipping right back To the place I let myself go Does it make you sad that you told my dad How you ran away and left me alone Snooze, you lose, you don't get to choose How I make myself alright again Again Then I'll go to bed and try to forget The bad times behind me, no threat And I'll wake up late, maybe test my fate Open up and balance my debt Does it seem so bad that I feel so glad To be stuck inside this big black hole Heart in hand I'm slipping right back To the place I let myself go Does it make you sad that you told my dad How you ran away and left me alone Snooze, you lose, you don't get to choose How I make myself alright again Again