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