You're Gonna Break This Poor Boy's Heart

YOU'RE GONNA BREAK THIS POOR BOYS HEART
Words and Music by R. C. Stevenson

(in Ab)

You say you like me, then you don't.
First day: I'm hip; then the next: I'm a joke.
If you keep this up you're gonna break this poor boys heart.

You treat me keen; you treat me nice.
Sometimes you even let me kiss you goodnight;
then other times you act just like I'm not there.

Make up your mind; don't be afraid.
Tell me before I go insane.
Tell me now I gutsta know  why you gutsta treat me so.

Mean and cruel; sweet and nice .
First day: fire; next day: ice.
If you keep it up you're gonna break this poor boys heart.