Break Up To Make Up - Cynthia

Tell me what’s wrong with you now, tell me why I Never seem to make you happy though heaven knows I try

What does it take to please you?

Tell me just how

I can satisfy you woman, you’re drivin me wild

Break up to make up, that’s all we do First you love me then you hate me, that’s a game for fools.

Break up to make up that’s all we do,

First you love me then you hate me, that’s a game for fools.

When I come home from workin, you’re on the phone

Talkin about how bad I treat you, now tell me I’m wrong

You say it’s me who argues, I’ll say it’s you

We have got to get together or baby, were through.

Break up to make up, that’s all we do First you love me then you hate me, that’s a game for fools.

Break up to make up, that’s all we do Yeah, first you love me then you hate me, that’s a game for fools.

Break up to make up, that’s all we do Yeah, first you love me then you hate me, that’s a game for fools.

Break up to make up, that’s all we do,

First you love me then you hate me, that’s a game for fools.