9PM (Acoustic Version) Lyrics

She comes in solo like she owns the place

But she doesn't wanna leave any kind of trace

She goes for the cig break immediately

A B-line to the second floor balcony

A laughing soul stung by tragedy

Her love for life her boldest fallacy

Unavailable to making her ends meet perpetually

Hey, around 9PM,

Her thoughts get harder to find

Drunk text, hit send

Now her whole world's out of line, yeah

She reaches for the telephone

Trying to get a signal in the brutal cold

Not a bus or taxi in sight

She might just go hop on a flight

To go and do some real soul-searching

To find out if it's all worth learning

Maybe she will meet her worst enemy

Or maybe cough her lungs up for eternity

Hey, around 9PM

She's taking one more line

Drunk text, hit send

Won't give a fuck who's on the other side, yeah

Hey, around 9PM

I'm faded out of mind

Drunk text, hit send

Just another damn shameless night, yeah