I usually any kind of confrontation, conversation, in moderation Lips sealed but my are flying And hours the hours pass, they 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 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, doing the same
So I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, my obsession like fish and my words are like lures If they bought the bait cool, if not call it a
We can't, more like we should have and I And I try, to be a good boy but hard I texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my obsession
Now ask yourself this, is a tender thing Too rough, too rude, too Well, tell you what man I had it it was fun but not enough
'Tis torture and not is where my phone lives In my pocket, so oh what a joy replies give
Well, babysitting and Theresa's working late Emily's on her way to 11th on the train And that's when I remember Patty from Philly She said, I'm in your area, minutes away
So I texting, no more texting, yeah, right, it's my obsession It's like fish and my words are like If they bought the bait cool, if not call it a
We can't, more like we should and I know And I try, to be a boy but it's hard 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 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 message 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 phone down, damn, but I Stayed on the with him all night long Text message when I'm
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 should and I know And I try, to be a good boy but hard