[1] Taking me for granted was your [4] first mistake
And [5] that was the beginning of my [1] last heartache
Then you added insult to my [4] injury
[5] When you started treating me just [1] as you please

Count me out of future plans you might be making
No more foolish chances am I taking
You played love's game too rough as for me I've had enough
'Cause the going got too rough so count me out

Things I thought important never bothered you
And you kept on 'til you killed all my love for you
Doing as you pleased became a part of you
You can't blame me now for walking out on you