Answer:
I was was before was was was.
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh but my heart is made of stone.
I am the place where yesterday is always before today. What am I?
You use a knife to slice my head but you weep beside me when I am dead
The last man on Earth received a phone call, who was the caller?
The sun bakes them, The hand breaks them, The foot treads on them, And the mouth tastes them. What are they?