You dont have me wrapped around your little finger like you think you do
to tell the truth
Dont think I havent noticed how cards candies flowers have stopped coming too
Like they used to do
You take my love for granted
Starting to take advantage
But the tables turning now
Chorus:
Whatll it take to make you miss me?
Whatll it take to make you want me when Im gone?
Show me something; let me know you appreciate me
I want you to want me the way I want you with me, baby.
Oh, whatll it take to make you miss me?
Not going to run to the phone on the first ring when I think it might be you
Ha, not going to do it
Im not going to show up on your doorstep the way I always do
Get used to it
If I disappeared, would you notice Im not here,
Would ya care enough to track me down?