Anna Delane calls Mike from LA
At 12:45 on a Friday
Mike says to his friend, "It's that one girl again,
Why is she calling at 12 on a Friday?"
She curls up in a chair and twirls with her hair
As she snaps away shots on a cell phone
Then she sends them to Mike in LA, he's not sure what to say
So he turns off his cell phone
Tell me, why do we fall for this thing called love?
It's a punch in the gut but we can't get enough
Why do we fall for this thing called love
When we know from the start that it's breaking our heart?
Tell me why, why, why do we fall for this thing called love?
Then Anna Delane finds Mike in LA
Where he works part time at a book store
Then Mike in LA sees Anna Delane
And he hides in the back of the book store
Then Anna Delane asks the manager Dane
"Can you tell me where Mike might be?"
The manager, Dane, tells Anna Delane
"Look down aisle D, under Love Tragedy"
Tell me why
Tell me, why do we fall for this thing called love?
It's a punch in the gut but we can't get enough
Why do we fall for this thing called love
When we know from the start that it's breaking our heart?
Tell me why, why, why do we fall for this thing called love?
Then Anna Delane spots Mike from LA
And she says, "Hey, I brought you some sushi"
Then Mike from LA, still not sure what to say
Looks down at the floor of the bookstore
Then she turns away
Tears rollings down her face
Sushi dumps out on the floor
As Anna runs for the door
She thinks to herself how could this be?
I thought that our love was meant to be,
But instead my hearts broken for all to see
Shattered in pieces on aisle D
And she says,
"Don't look now 'cause I'm not in a condition to be seen
Oh, how did I end up in this position?
I did all this all on my own volition
I guess that's the way it goes on a solo love mission"
And she cries,
"Why do we fall for this thing called love
When we know from the start that it's breaking our heart?
Tell me, why do we fall for this thing called love?
It's a punch in the gut but we can't get enough
Why do we fall for this thing called love
When we know from the start that it's breaking our heart?
Tell me why, why, why do we fall for this thing called love?