I avoid any kind of confrontation, conversation, in moderation Lips sealed but my are flying And the hours pass, they grow more impatient My phone is magnetic, when I'm sauced up
And I that I'm ashamed 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 doing the
So I start texting, I keep texting, I stop, it's my obsession It's like fish and my 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 good boy but it's I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, my obsession
Now ask yourself this, is love a thing Too rough, too rude, too Well, tell you what man I had it it was fun but not enough
torture and not mercy Heaven is where my phone In my pocket, so cozy oh a joy replies give
Well, Melissa's babysitting and Theresa's working Emily's on her way to East 11th on the And that's when I Patty from West Philly She said, I'm in your area, three away
So I texting, no more texting, yeah, right, it's my obsession It's like fish and my words are lures If they bought the bait cool, if not it a night
We can't, more like we have and I know 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 boy but it's hard I start texting, I keep texting, I stop, it's 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 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 Stayed on the phone with him all night Text when I'm gone
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 and I know And I try, to be a good boy but hard