written by Fred Ahlert and Roy Turk © 1929 Fred Ahlert Music/ Cromwell Music/ Pencil Mark Music (ASCAP) Sweetheart I love you Think the world of you But I'm afraid you don't care for me You never show it Don't let me know it Everyone says I'm a fool to be Pining the whole day through Why do you act like you do You're mean to me Why must you be mean to me Gee honey it seems to me You love to see me crying I don't know why I stay home Each night when you say you'll phone You don't and I'm left alone Singing the blues and sighing You treat me coldly each day of the year You always scold me whenever somebody is near dear It must be great fun to be mean to me You shouldn't for can't you see What you mean to me You treat me coldly each day of the year You always scold me whenever somebody is near dear It must be great fun to be mean to me You shouldn't for can't you see What you mean to me