I usually any kind of confrontation, conversation, in moderation Lips but my fingers are flying And hours the hours pass, they grow more My is magnetic, especially when I'm sauced up
And I that I'm ashamed But Melissa, Theresa and Emily what a toss up But that's the best of the game
And I'm really an anonymous, alcoholic the days pain in hops, barley and grain Thinking of ways to convince one to me In the company of low-lives, doing the same
So I start texting, I keep texting, I stop, it's my obsession It's like fish and my words are like If they the bait cool, if not call it a night
We can't, more like we have and I know And I try, to be a good boy but it's I start texting, I keep texting, I stop, it's my obsession
Now ask yourself this, is love a thing Too rough, too rude, too Well, tell you what man I had it once it was fun but not
'Tis and not mercy Heaven is where my phone In my pocket, so cozy oh what a joy replies
Well, Melissa's babysitting and Theresa's working Emily's on her way to East on the train And that's when I remember from West Philly She said, I'm in your area, three minutes
So I stop texting, no texting, yeah, right, it's my obsession It's like fish and my words are 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 it's We can't, more like we should and I know And I try, to be a boy but it's hard I start texting, I texting, I can't stop, it's my obsession
I know you I'm reckless, move so fast, slow down I think I love him, so I 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 long Text when I'm gone
We can't, more we should have and I know And I try, to be a boy but it's hard We can't, more like we should have and I And I try, to be a boy but it's hard