A heart is not a playing thing

A heart is not a playing thing,
A heart is not a toy,
but if you want it broken,
Just give it to a boy.
Boys, they like to play with things
To see what makes them run,
But when it comes to kissing,
They do it just for fun.
Boys never give their hearts away
They play us girls for fools,
They wait until we give our hearts
And then they play it cool.
You will wonder where he is at night,
You will wonder if he is true,
One moment you will be happy,
One moment you will be blue.
If you get the chance to see him
Your heart begins to dance,
Your life revolves around him,
There's nothing like romance.
And then it starts to happen,
You worry day and night,
You see my friend, you're losing him.
It never turns out right.
Boys are great though immature,
The price you pay is high