Hate the Way

One, two, three, four, Five Hundred eighty reasons To see you Trip fall back up I get in my car Cause I'm Coming through Now what's that What's that What's that What's that Sound Instead of getting higher We're down and out The doubt in our minds The pain If you without me I hate the Way (The way, the way, the way) That I cannot wake up Next to you everyday I hate the way Staring at my phone Waiting for you To come back home