The telephone was ringing
But I didn't hear a sound
All I know is that a bomb went off in your hometown
I know that you are tired
Sleepy as hell
But the doors they will stay open
When you awake you'll find it out
What am I supposed to do with truth
I've been breaking my mind trying to put myself inside your shoes
I called up the operator and told her everything I knew
When the dust had settled
They searched for what they could
All they found was a little note that you had etched into some wood
They tried to see who did it
They tried to see who snapped
I should have noticed that the evil
It was riding on your back
What am I supposed to do with truth
I've been breaking my mind trying to put myself inside your shoes
I called up the operator and told her everything I knew
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The telephone was ringing
But I didn't hear a sound
All I know is that a bomb went off in your hometown
I know that you are tired
Sleepy as hell
But the doors they will stay open
When you awake you'll find it out
What am I supposed to do with truth
I've been breaking my mind trying to put myself inside your shoes
I called up the operator and told her everything I knew
When the dust had settled
They searched for what they could
All they found was a little note that you had etched into some wood
They tried to see who did it
They tried to see who snapped
I should have noticed that the evil
It was riding on your back
What am I supposed to do with truth
I've been breaking my mind trying to put myself inside your shoes
I called up the operator and told her everything I knew
But I didn't hear a sound
All I know is that a bomb went off in your hometown
I know that you are tired
Sleepy as hell
But the doors they will stay open
When you awake you'll find it out
What am I supposed to do with truth
I've been breaking my mind trying to put myself inside your shoes
I called up the operator and told her everything I knew
When the dust had settled
They searched for what they could
All they found was a little note that you had etched into some wood
They tried to see who did it
They tried to see who snapped
I should have noticed that the evil
It was riding on your back
What am I supposed to do with truth
I've been breaking my mind trying to put myself inside your shoes
I called up the operator and told her everything I knew
Writer: Jack Delamater
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