Verse She’s got a four leaf clover on a cigarette in her mouth and time is ticking out her luck is running out she’s got his promise ring in the bottom of her bedside drawer and she still wants him more sprawled out on the floor and tears are running down her Pre-Chorus face the fact that it’s never gonna work out momma says he’s not up to snuff she looks up and asks god if he’ll give them a chance but he never does and it acts like clockwork the midnight heartache’s right on time and it acts like clockwork the regular breakdown’s half past nine and you tell them that you’re fine Verse he’s got a chip on his shoulder and he can’t hold down his pride but he’s still sick inside tired of fighting this battle every day and every Pre-Chorus night after night he stays up and stays out Daddy says he’s not good enough and he looks up and asks god if he’ll give them a chance but he never does and it acts like clockwork the midnight heartache’s right on time and it acts like clockwork the regular breakdown’s half past nine and you tell them that you’re fine Bridge So you find every clock in town and break them all collect the ones off bedside tables and rip them off the wall smash them into pieces piled on the street until time stops ticking and it acts like clockwork the midnight heartache’s right on time and it acts like clockwork the regular breakdown’s half past nine and you tell them that you’re fine and it acts like clockwork the mightnight heartache's right on time just like clockwork the regular breakdowns half past nine and you tell them that you’re fine and you tell them that you’re fine and you tell them that your fine