Girl you look so sad, I'm sure that boy he hurt you bad
But if that love has long been dead, you're free
Well man I'm kind of bored, hearing bout that girl that you adore
I coulda turned on my radio, for free
Hats off to Hollywood, for making hits that sound no good
A fat check from that big exec, is all you need
Now a' days kids dream to be, talentless celebrities
That get unclothed on the TV screen, they like that feeling
Teardrops only fall so long, wipe em off and play your favorite song
Tell me stories till the rising dawn, while we watch the sea
Love comes and goes like wind, cold at first but then begins
To whisper words that sing and spin, and haunt your dreams
And We're tired of love songs
We're tired of love songs, so quit your weepin'