I usually avoid any kind of confrontation, conversation, in sealed but my fingers are flying And hours the hours pass, they more impatient 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 of the game
And I'm really an anonymous, aspiring Drowning the days in hops, barley and grain Thinking of ways to convince one to me In the company of low-lives, sort doing the
So I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, my obsession It's fish and my words are like lures If bought 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 boy but it's hard I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, my obsession
Now ask yourself this, is a tender thing Too rough, too rude, too Well, I'll tell you man I had it once it was fun but not
'Tis torture and not Heaven is where my phone In my pocket, so oh what a joy replies give
Well, Melissa's babysitting and Theresa's late on her way to East 11th on the train And that's when I remember Patty West Philly She said, I'm in your area, three away
So I stop texting, no texting, yeah, right, it's my obsession It's like and my words 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 it's We can't, more like we should 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 love him, so I told him but in a message He wrote , me too, I was just sitting here, thinkin' 'bout you"
I I want 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 long message when I'm gone
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 have and I And I try, to be a boy but it's hard