Your phone won't stop ringing
My mind won't stop ringing
Tell me where have you been until now
You haven't been listening
My arms won't stop reaching
Tell me where have you been until now
Tell me where have you been until now
You found a hero that you could love
You picked a story you couldn't be a part of
You wrote the book then you cried at the ending
There's not much more that you can say
Line after line, the prose of pretending
You wrote the book
In spite of all your pleading
My mouth won't stop bleeding
Tell me where have you been until now
Tell me where have you been until now
You found a hero that you could love
You picked a story you couldn't be a part of
You wrote the book then you cried at the ending
There's not much more that you can say
Line after line, the prose of pretending
You wrote the book