I usually avoid any of confrontation, conversation, in moderation Lips sealed but my fingers are And hours the pass, they grow more impatient My is magnetic, especially when I'm sauced up
And I admit that I'm But there's Melissa, Theresa and Emily what a 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 convince one to me In the company of low-lives, sort 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 we should have and I know And I try, to be a good boy but it's I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, my obsession
Now ask yourself this, is love a tender 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 my phone lives In my pocket, so cozy oh a joy replies give
Well, Melissa's and Theresa's working late on her way to East 11th on the train And that's when I remember from West Philly She said, I'm in your area, minutes away
So I stop texting, no more texting, yeah, right, my obsession It's like and my words are like lures If they bought the bait cool, if not it a night
We can't, more like we should have and I And I try, to be a boy but it's hard We can't, like we should have and I know 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, slow I think I love him, so I told him but in a text He wrote back , me too, I was just sitting here, 'bout you"
I know I want to but I can't and I Try to put my down, damn, but I couldn't on the phone with him all night long Text message when I'm
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 it's