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 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, 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 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, the whole way home. I should've known
Well maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame Maybe it's 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 and regret how I ignored when they said \"run as fast as you can\"
Dear John, 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 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 should've known
You are an expert at sorry, keeping lines blurry Never impressed by me acing your tests All the girls that you run dry with tired, lifeless eyes cause you burned them out I took your matches before fire could catch me, so don't look now: I'm shining like fireworks over your sad, empty town
Dear John, I see it all now 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
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with? The girl in the dress wrote you a song You should've known You should've known Don't you think I was too young? You should've known