You Take Me For Granted

Whatever you need dear
Whatever you want
Don't ask my opinion
'Cause you call the shots
You take me for granted and I don't know what to do

Don't care if it's midnight, I'll answer your call
I won't even ask if you love me at all
You take me for [Dm7]granted I just can't get away from you

And I tɾy to [C7]leave you
I hope and [Bm]I wish and [Bm]I dream and [Bm]I cry and [Bm]I pray
But just when I've packed all [Em]my [A]stuff with one foot out the door, babe
You get down on [C7]your knees and [Bm]beg me to [C7]stay

Well I've got [Fm7]my [A]feelings but you'll do as you [A7please
'Cause I've got [Fm7]the fever and [Bm]you're the disease
You take me for [Dm7]granted and [Bm]I don't know what to [C7]do

And I tɾy to [C7]leave you
I work and [Bm]I wait and [Bm]I please and [Bm]I fight and [Bm]I pray
But just when I've packed all [Em]my [A]stuff with one foot out the door, babe
You get down on [C7]your knees and [Bm]beg me to [C7]stay

Now I don't drink whisky
And I don't drink wine
But I fall [Em]off the wagon
For you [A7every time

You take me for [Dm7]granted and [Bm]I don't know what to [C7]do
You take me for [Dm7]granted and [Bm]I just keep coming back to [C7]you