I usually avoid any of confrontation, conversation, in moderation sealed but my fingers are flying And the hours pass, they grow more impatient My phone is magnetic, especially when I'm up
And I admit that I'm But Melissa, Theresa and Emily what a toss up But that's the part of the game
And I'm an anonymous, aspiring alcoholic Drowning the days pain in hops, barley and Thinking of ways to one to join me In the company of low-lives, sort doing the
So I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, 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 good boy but it's I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my
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 torture and not is where my phone lives In my pocket, so cozy oh what a joy replies
Well, babysitting and Theresa's working late Emily's on her way to East 11th on the And that's when I remember from West 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 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 have and I know And I try, to be a good boy but hard I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my
I know you think I'm reckless, move so fast, slow I I love him, so I told him but in a text message 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 message when I'm gone
We can't, more we should have and I know And I try, to be a good boy but hard We can't, more we should have and I know And I try, to be a boy but it's hard