Close Call
Caught In the act again
A quick dial and a ring not calling a friend
No it's much worse of all people it's the boss
How will they respond it's a coin toss
But wait, this ain't a planned call
Not done with the fingers not on purpose at all
My ass is guilty but not passing any gas
Pressing some buttons but not the one I made last
New meaning to a booty call
Nothing positive about this non sexual
Hit up, mess up, hope I don't get fired
Damn you touch screen I'm so tired
I can't believe it
I am such a fool
Made my own grave
Now I'm buried in the proof
Blame myself
Backtracking my words to you
I'm so fucked
Now I'm drowning in the truth
I hear this voice but not in my head
Coming from my pants can't hear what it said
Is my dick talking did my ass make a crack
That joke was really bad
Thrice in one night, my rear is lonely
Afraid to go to work tomorrow morning
Glad I'm not drunk glad I'm not desperate
I might flirt and not on accident
I can't believe it
I am such a fool
Made my own grave
Now I'm buried in the proof
Blame myself
Backtracking my words to you
I'm so fucked
Now I'm drowning in the truth
I can't believe it
I am such a fool
Made my own grave
Now I'm buried in the proof
Blame myself
Backtracking my words to you
I'm so fucked
Now I'm drowning in the truth
A quick dial and a ring not calling a friend
No it's much worse of all people it's the boss
How will they respond it's a coin toss
But wait, this ain't a planned call
Not done with the fingers not on purpose at all
My ass is guilty but not passing any gas
Pressing some buttons but not the one I made last
New meaning to a booty call
Nothing positive about this non sexual
Hit up, mess up, hope I don't get fired
Damn you touch screen I'm so tired
I can't believe it
I am such a fool
Made my own grave
Now I'm buried in the proof
Blame myself
Backtracking my words to you
I'm so fucked
Now I'm drowning in the truth
I hear this voice but not in my head
Coming from my pants can't hear what it said
Is my dick talking did my ass make a crack
That joke was really bad
Thrice in one night, my rear is lonely
Afraid to go to work tomorrow morning
Glad I'm not drunk glad I'm not desperate
I might flirt and not on accident
I can't believe it
I am such a fool
Made my own grave
Now I'm buried in the proof
Blame myself
Backtracking my words to you
I'm so fucked
Now I'm drowning in the truth
I can't believe it
I am such a fool
Made my own grave
Now I'm buried in the proof
Blame myself
Backtracking my words to you
I'm so fucked
Now I'm drowning in the truth
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Writer(s): Eddie Troy
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