I usually avoid any type of confrontation, conversation, moderationLips seal but my fingers are flying as the hours pass they grow more impatientMy phone is magnetic especially when I'm sauced up and I admit that I'm ashamedBut there's Melissa, Teresa, and Emily, what a toss up, but that's the best part of the gameAnd I'm merely a novice aspiring alcoholic drowning the day's pain in house, barley, and grainThinking of ways to convince one to join me in the company of low-life salt doing the sameSo I start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my obsessionIt's like fishing, my words are like lures, if they bout to be cool, if not call it a nightWe can, more likely shouldn't, I knowAnd I've tried to be a good boy, but it's hardI start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my obsessionIs love a temptation?Too rough, too rude, too boisterous, well, I'll tell you what man, I had it once and it was fun but not enoughTis torture and not mercy, heaven is where my phone livesIn my pocket, so cozy, oh what a joy replies giveIt seems Melissa's babysitting and Teresa's working late but Emily's on her way to East 11th on the trainAnd that's when I remember Patty from West Philly, she said I'm in your area three minutes awaySo I stop texting, no more textingIt's my obsession, it's like fishing, my words are like lures, if they bout to be cool, if not call it a nightWe can, more likely shouldn't, I knowAnd I've tried to be a good boy, but it's hardAnd we can, more likely shouldn't, I knowAnd I've tried to be a good boy, but it's hardI start texting, I keep texting, I can't stop, it's my obsessionI know you think I'm reckless, move so fastI think I love him so I told him about it in a text messageHe wrote back, me too, I was just sitting here thinking about youI know I wanna but I can't and I shouldn'tTry to put my phone down, damn, but I couldn'tStayed on the phone with him all night longText message when I'm goneWe can, more likely shouldn't, I knowAnd I've tried to be a good boy, but it's hardAnd we can, more likely shouldn't, I knowAnd I've tried to be a good boy, but it's hard