He Don't Make Me Cry

(Sorrells Pickard)



You love me just enough to hurt me

And that always seems to satisfy

Your constant need to always keep me hurtin'

I guess you like to see me cry.



Now another handsome face is smilin'

And to him my every whim is do or die

He may not think what he was to me

But at least he don't make me cry.



He's not like you in a lot of ways

But he makes it easy with you away another day

He don't find it very hard to love me

And I don't guess he even has to try.



He's not the dream that I've been looking for

But thank God he don't make me cry...