Kristen Kelly - He loves to make me cry

He loves --- to make me ^Gcry, love to make me ^Emweep Puts those tears in my ^Ceyes, not the bitter but the ^Dsweet Can't help but ^Glove --- that man of mine ^Em Oh, 'cause he ^Cloves --- ^Dto make me ^Gcry ^D

Just like the ^Gother day, he came ^B7walking in For no ^Creason at all he had ^A7flowers in his hand Turned on ^Gthe stereo, played our ^B7favorite song Held me ^Cin his arms and we ^A7danced all night long, all night long

He loves --- to make me ^Gcry, love to make me ^Emweep Puts those tears in my ^Ceyes, not the bitter but the ^Dsweet Can't help but ^Glove that man of mine ^Em Oh, 'cause he ^Cloves --- ^Dto make me ^Gcry ^D

Then we ^Gwent upstairs and he ^B7took his time Took me ^Cto a place some women ^A7never find Showed me ^Ghow it feels to mean ^B7everything to him Yeah, that's ^Cwhat he did, then he ^A7showed me again, oh, he showed me again

He loves --- to make me ^Gcry, love to make me ^Emweep Puts those tears in my eyes, ^Cnot the bitter but the ^Dsweet Can't help but ^Glove that man of mine ^Em Oh, 'cause he ^Cloves ^Dto make me ^Gcry ^Em Yes, he ^Clove --- ^Dto make me ^Gcry

Can't help but ^Glove that man of mine ^Em Oh, 'cause he ^Cloves --- ^Dto make me ^Gcry ^Em I said he ^Cloves --- ^Dto makemecry ^G