Toolbox And A Wreck

Yeah, I’m not your mom.

I’ve been dating you for 8 weeks,

And still you leave me on read,

I send you a text but you leave me on replay

(baby why?)

Boy, what schemes are you planning?

(Tell me now)

Cuz I’m telling you if their the ones

Trying to impress me with your cheesy act

You got the whole thing wrong.

(Oh, oh)

Everyday you leave this house

(Yeah, yeah)

And with one touch you make a mess somehow.

(How?)

Then you go looking for me,

Like I’m the one responsible for your

responsibilities, baby I’m telling you

I’m not your mom and I’m not your dad

I’m not the “please fix it” man

So listen carefully to this song

Cuz I’m only telling you once.

I’m not a maid,

I’m not sticking around

(and cleaning your mess)

I ain’t your mom

I ain’t taking back what I said

Love you lots but if there’s one thing I’d point out, you’re just lazy and a mess somehow

Yet I’m still here now.

Hey hey!

Baby you’re too late!

Your just a mess, yet I’m still waiting on your call

Hey hey!

I know I should give it up

But tell me why I’m still talking to a ring tone

Maybe I miss your wacky mess

And maybe I miss your no calls

But I’m telling you right now,

I ain’t your toolbox.

Sometimes I think of you ,

(A lot) but I don’t love the mess you make

Sometimes , but I’m still out of my mind.

I’m not a maid,

I’m not sticking around

(and cleaning your mess)

I ain’t your mom

I ain’t taking back what I said

Love you lots but if there’s one thing I’d point out, you’re just lazy and a mess somehow

Yet I’m still here now.

Hey hey!

Baby you’re too late!

Your just a mess, yet I’m still waiting on your call

Hey hey!

I know I should give it up

But tell me why I’m still talking to a ring tone

Maybe I miss your wacky mess

And maybe I miss your no calls

But I’m telling you right now,

I ain’t your toolbox.

Oooh! Oh oh!

Miss your call-Miss your call!

Ooh! Oh oh!

(Miss your call!!!!)

Hey hey!

Baby you’re too late!

Your just a mess, yet I’m still waiting on your call

Hey hey!

I know I should give it up

But tell me why I’m still talking to a ring tone

Maybe I miss your wacky mess

And maybe I miss your no calls

But I’m telling you right now,

I ain’t your toolbox.