February 21st: Honey, why you calling me, so late?
"Lips of an Angel" is not a good song. I'll start off by getting that off my chest. It's got some cheesy lyrics and it's a "rock song" that is pretty derivitive of an 80's esque power ballad. BUT (Yes, there's a but) I can't help but feel like ... "Ok, there are many reasons why I should hate it, but there is something about this song I like." I connect with it, which is the requisite for almost any song I thoroughly enjoy. Of course, I was never involved with anyone when I received phone calls... but the idea of talking to someone when their involved with another person, of course that rings true. The notion that part of me never moved on? That's damnably truthful. Neither of us were ever angels... but eh, heartbreak is heartbreak, no matter what container it comes in, eh?
Also, despite my gay-card and general hipness, I am still white. No white male can resist the soaring power of synths and electric guitars. I believe it's been scientifically proven.
Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why you crying, is everything okay?
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice, saying my name, it sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel, hearing those words it makes me weak
And I don't never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
with the lips of an angel
It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me, will it start a fight?
No, I don't think she has a clue
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name, it sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel, hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name, it sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel, hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey why are you calling me so late?
Also, despite my gay-card and general hipness, I am still white. No white male can resist the soaring power of synths and electric guitars. I believe it's been scientifically proven.
Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why you crying, is everything okay?
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice, saying my name, it sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel, hearing those words it makes me weak
And I don't never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
with the lips of an angel
It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me, will it start a fight?
No, I don't think she has a clue
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name, it sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel, hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name, it sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel, hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey why are you calling me so late?