I usually avoid any 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 I'm ashamed But there's Melissa, Theresa and Emily a toss up But that's the part of the game
And I'm really an anonymous, alcoholic the days pain in hops, barley and grain Thinking of to convince one to join me In the company of low-lives, sort doing the
So I start texting, I keep texting, I stop, it's my obsession It's like fish and my words are lures If they bought the bait cool, if not call it a
We can't, more we should 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, I'll 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 give
Well, babysitting and Theresa's working late on her way to East 11th on the train And that's when I remember Patty from Philly She said, I'm in area, three minutes away
So I stop texting, no more texting, yeah, right, my obsession like fish and my words are like 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 boy but it's hard We can't, more like we should have and I And I try, to be a good boy but it's I texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my obsession
I know you think I'm reckless, move so fast, down I think I love him, so I told him but in a text He wrote back , me too, I was sitting here, thinkin' 'bout you"
I know I want to but I can't and I Try to put my down, damn, but I couldn't Stayed on the phone with him all night Text message I'm gone
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