Rob Bonfiglio

Lyrics

TEXT ME

Now did you mean to go with nothin' to say?
Coulda left your e-mail either way,
Corner of a matchbook, maybe a smile
Zero to sixty in a quarter-mile

Text me, ooh, your body wrecks me
Born a stormy Thursday, die the day you walk away

Now I kept my facade 'til coming of dawn,
Didn't let my good sense steal the fun
Wisdom couldn't stop me making a scene,
When you look like the cover of a magazine

Oh, stealin' my soul,
Eyes of diamond and manners of go-o-old
But as it began, so did it end,
Hello, goodbye

Text me, ooh, your body wrecks me
Born a stormy Thursday, die the day you walk away,
C'mon, c'mon you left me, standin' with my bestie
Morning silent sunshine, ooh the way you blow my mind

Do you realize what you're doing
Oooh when you're taking me for all that I got
Yeah, you lead me to ruin
But you never think about the damage you cause, no

Text me, ooh, your body wrecks me
Born a stormy Thursday, die the day you walk away,
C'mon, c'mon you left me, standin' with my bestie
Morning silent sunshine, ooh the way you blow my mind
words & music by Robert M. Bonfiglio
© 2012 Carnella Songs, BMI