You got a funny way
Of showing that you care
It's strange the way you go about it
You gotta find a way
Of proving that you're here
Before I begin to doubt it
Count the hours
Question everything for the record
You got the final say
No matter what I do
It's hard to turn the other cheek
You got a funny way
Of telling me goodbye
Your car is idling as we speak
Count the hours
Question everything for the record
Count the hours
Question everything
I come running with open arms
I come running with everything I own
'Cos I'm not made of stone
Count the hours
Question everything for the record