I usually any kind of confrontation, conversation, in moderation sealed but my fingers are flying And hours the hours pass, they grow impatient My phone is magnetic, when I'm sauced up
And I admit that I'm But there's Melissa, Theresa and what a toss up But that's the part of the game
And I'm really an anonymous, alcoholic Drowning the days pain in hops, barley and Thinking of ways to one to join me In the company of low-lives, doing the same
So I start texting, I texting, I can't stop, it's 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 I texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my obsession
Now ask yourself this, is love a thing Too rough, too rude, too Well, I'll you what man I had it it was fun but not enough
'Tis and not mercy is where my phone lives In my pocket, so cozy oh what a joy replies
Well, babysitting and Theresa's working late on her way to East 11th on the train And that's when I remember Patty West Philly She said, I'm in area, three minutes away
So I stop texting, no texting, yeah, right, it's my obsession It's like fish and my words are like If bought the bait cool, if not call it a night
We can't, more like we should have and I And I try, to be a good boy but it's We can't, more we should have and I know And I try, to be a good boy but hard I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, my obsession
I you think I'm reckless, move so fast, slow down I think I him, so I told him but in a text message He wrote back , me too, I was just sitting here, 'bout you"
I know I to but I can't and I shouldn't Try to put my down, damn, but I couldn't Stayed on the phone with him all night message when I'm gone
We can't, more we should have and I know And I try, to be a good boy but hard We can't, like we should have and I know And I try, to be a good boy but hard