Dean John
Long were the nights
When the days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps,
Prayin the floor wont fall through, again
My mother accused me of losing my mind
But I swore I was fine
You paint me a blue sky and go back
And turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game
But you changed the rules every day
Wonderin which version of you
I might get on the phone, tonight,
Well I stopped pickin up
And this song is to let you know why
Dear John,
I see it all now that youre gone.
Dont you think I was too young
To be messed with
The girl in the dress
Cried the whole way home
I shoulda known.
Well maybe its me
And my blind optimism to blame
Maybe its you and your sick need
To give love then take it away
And youll add my name
To your long list of traitors
Who dont understand
And Ill look back in regret
How I ignored when they said
Run as fast as you can
Dear John,
I see all it now that youre gone
Dont you think I was too young
To be messed with
The girl in the dress
Cried the whole way home
Dear John,
I see it all now it was wrong
Dont you think nineteens too young
To be played by your dark twisted games
When I loved you so
I shoulda known
You are an expert at sorry
And keeping lines blurry
And never impressed by me
Acing your tests
All the girls that you run dry
Have tired lifeless eyes
Cuz you burned them out
But I took your matches
Before fire could catch me
So dont look now
Im shining like fireworks
Over your sad empty town
Oh woah oh
Dear John,
I see all it now that youre gone
Dont you think I was too young
To be messed with the girl in the dress
Cried the whole way home
I see all it now that youre gone
Dont you think I was too young
To be messed with
The girl in the dress
Wrote you a song
You shouldve known
You shoulda known
Dont you think I was too young
You shoulda known.
