T M, who me? My name is L      First of all you a banger, straight up and down   I?m seeing minks on your hangers   I know your mama told you don?t talk to strangers   That leads to dangerous situations but I can?t be patient      You need communication, appreciation   Respecting your style instead of talking all wild   One smile you daydreaming of walking the aisle   In the water bed rolling around in the money pile      Baby, my format is not to be a doormat   But I still pull your chair out at the table and all that   Touch your back softly whatever it cost me   Time, money, and energy, you will remember me      Gotta change my answering machine, now that I'm alone   'Cuz right now it says that we, can't come to the phone   And I know it makes no sense, 'cuz you walked out the door   But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore      (It's ridiculous)   It's been months   And for some reason I just   (Can't get over us)   And I'm stronger than this      (Enough is enough)   No more walkin 'round   With my head down   I'm so over being blue   Cryin' over you      And I'm so sick of love songs, so tired of tears   So done with wishing you were still here   Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow   So why can't I turn off the radio?      Gotta fix that calendar I have   That's marked July 15th   Because since there's no more you   There's no more anniversary      I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you   And your memory   And how every song reminds me   Of what used to be      That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs, so tired of tears   So done with wishing you were still here   Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow   So why can't I turn off the radio? Oh      (Leave me alone)   Leave me alone   (Stupid love songs)   Don't make me think about her smile   Or having my first child   I'm letting go, turning off the radio      I'ma keep you equipped in all of the best whips   Pay attention to detail even your lipstick   Give compliments when your pedicures switch   When we're on the mattress you won't care if I'm rich      I'll love you deeply, whisper sweetly   Even when you critique me you could still reach me   Beats me why you sweeter than a peach be   One bite and love sugar for the whole night      You'll be aight, you rolling with the Elvis of rap   Come on move your pelvis and throw it back   I know it's forward and it sounds a little blunt   But love, money, respect, whatever, pick what you want      That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs, so tired of tears   So done with wishing she was still here   Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow   So why can't I turn off the radio?   (Why can't I turn off the radio?)      Said I'm so sick of love songs, so tired of tears   So done with wishing she was still here   Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow   Why can't I turn off the radio?   (Why can't I turn off the radio?)      And I'm so sick of love songs, so tired of tears   So done with wishing you were still here   Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow   Why can't I turn off the radio?   (Why can't I turn off the radio?)   Why can't I turn off the radio?