Quote: Honey why are you calling me so late It's kinda hard to talk right now Honey why are 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 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
Lips of An Angel - Hinder
I BAWLED . . I thought my lungs were coming out. I litterally cried until I was puking.
I cannot fight this fight any longer. I cried and cried and just kept saying, "I just want him to come back . . I don't want to hurt anymore." and I realized I don't have to hurt anymore. Just once . . .I'll just cut him out of my life and the pain will only be once. I just appologized to poor Felina over and over. I kept telling her I wanted him to come be with her and I wanted her to have the family I couldn't. HE won't give that to her nor I. . . I cannot continue this fight . . . I am soo sorry if it chaps your ass or pisses you off . . . I am sorry for "failing" . . . it all hurts too much.
