I usually any kind of confrontation, conversation, in moderation Lips sealed but my are flying And hours the pass, they grow more impatient My is magnetic, especially when 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 an anonymous, aspiring alcoholic Drowning the days pain in hops, barley and of ways to convince one to join me In the company of low-lives, sort doing the
So I start texting, I texting, I can't stop, it's my obsession It's like fish and my are like lures If they bought the bait cool, if not call it a
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 can't stop, my obsession
Now ask this, is love a tender thing Too rough, too rude, too Well, I'll tell you man I had it it was fun but not enough
'Tis torture and not Heaven is 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 when I remember Patty from West Philly She said, I'm in your area, minutes away
So I stop texting, no more texting, yeah, right, it's my 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 have and I know And I try, to be a good boy but 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, so fast, slow 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 and I shouldn't Try to put my down, damn, but I couldn't on the phone with him all night long Text message I'm gone
We can't, like we should have and I know 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 it's