I usually avoid any of confrontation, conversation, in moderation Lips sealed but my fingers are And hours the hours pass, grow more impatient My phone is magnetic, especially 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 Drowning the days 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 texting, I can't stop, it's my obsession It's fish and my words are like lures If they 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 texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my obsession
Now ask yourself this, is love a thing Too rough, too rude, too Well, tell 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 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 I remember Patty from West Philly She said, I'm in your area, three minutes
So I texting, no more texting, yeah, right, it's my obsession It's 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 and I know 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 start texting, I keep texting, I 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 back , me too, I was just sitting here, thinkin' 'bout you"
I know I want to but I can't and I Try to put my phone down, damn, but I on the phone with him all night long Text message I'm gone
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