I usually avoid any kind of confrontation, conversation, in Lips but my fingers are flying And hours the hours pass, they grow more My phone is magnetic, especially I'm sauced up
And I admit I'm ashamed But there's Melissa, Theresa and what a toss up But that's the best part of the
And I'm really an anonymous, aspiring the days pain in hops, barley and grain Thinking of ways to 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 and my words are like lures If they bought the 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 hard I start texting, I keep texting, I stop, it's my obsession
Now ask this, is love a tender thing Too rough, too rude, too Well, I'll tell you man I had it once it was fun but not
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 11th on the train And that's when I remember Patty from Philly She said, I'm in your area, three away
So I stop texting, no more texting, yeah, right, 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, more like we should have and I 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 boy but it's hard I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my
I know you I'm reckless, move so fast, slow down I I love 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 want to but I and I shouldn't Try to put my phone down, damn, but I Stayed on the with him all night long Text message when I'm
We can't, like we should have and I know 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