Long were the nights when my
days once revolved around you.
Counting my footsteps
praying the floor won't 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
Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone...
tonight.
Well I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why.

Dear John,
I see it all now that you're gone.
Don't 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 it's me and my blind optimism to blame.
Or maybe its you and your sick need to give love then take it away
And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't,
understand.
And I'll look back in regret oh I ignored when they said,
"Run as fast as you can"

Dear John,
I see it all now that you're gone.
*Don't 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.
Don't you think 19 is 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
cause you burned them out.

But I took your matches before fire could catch me
so don't look now
I'm shining like fireworks over your sad empty town
Ohhhh

Dear John,
I see it all now that you're gone.
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home.

I see it all now that you're gone.
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress wrote you a song.

You shoulda known.
You shoulda known.

Don't you think I was too young?
You shoulda known.