I avoid any kind of confrontation, conversation, in moderation Lips sealed but my fingers are And hours the pass, they grow more impatient My is magnetic, especially when I'm sauced up
And I that I'm ashamed But there's Melissa, Theresa and Emily what a up But that's the part of the game
And I'm really an anonymous, alcoholic Drowning the days in hops, barley and grain of ways to convince one to join me In the company of low-lives, doing the same
So I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my It's like fish and my words are lures If they the bait cool, if not call it a night
We can't, like we should have and I know And I try, to be a good boy but it's I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my
Now ask yourself this, is love a thing Too rough, too rude, too Well, tell you what man I had it it was fun but not enough
torture and not mercy Heaven is my phone lives In my pocket, so oh what a joy replies give
Well, Melissa's babysitting and Theresa's working Emily's on her way to East on the train And that's when I Patty from West Philly She said, I'm in area, three minutes away
So I stop texting, no more texting, yeah, right, my obsession It's like fish and my are like lures If bought the bait cool, if not call it a night
We can't, more like we should and I know And I try, to be a good boy but hard We can't, more like we should and I know And I try, to be a good boy but hard I texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my obsession
I know you think I'm reckless, so fast, slow down I I love him, so I told him but in a text message He wrote back , me too, I was sitting here, thinkin' 'bout you"
I I want to but I can't and I shouldn't Try to put my phone down, damn, but I Stayed on the phone with him all night Text message I'm gone
We can't, more like we have and I know And I try, to be a boy but it's hard We can't, more like we have and I know And I try, to be a good boy but it's