Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps, praying the floor won't fall through
Again
And my mother accused me of losing my mind
But I swore I was fine
wewe paint me a blue sky
And go back and turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game but wewe changed the rules everyday
Wonderin' which version of wewe I might get on the phone
Tonight
Well I stopped picking up and this song is to let wewe know why
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't wewe think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I should've known
Well maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame
Maybe it's wewe and you're sick need to give upendo and take it away
And you'll add my name to your long orodha of traitors who don't understand
And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they alisema run as fast as wewe can
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't wewe 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 wewe think 19's too young to be played kwa your dark twisted games
When I loved wewe so
I should have known
wewe are an expert at "sorry"
And keeping lines blurry
Never impressed kwa me acing your tests
All the girls that you've run dry have tired, lifeless eyes
Cause wewe burned them out
But I took your matches before moto 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 that you're gone
Don't wewe 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 wewe think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress wrote wewe a song
wewe should've known
wewe should've known
Don't wewe think I was too young?
wewe should've known...
Counting my footsteps, praying the floor won't fall through
Again
And my mother accused me of losing my mind
But I swore I was fine
wewe paint me a blue sky
And go back and turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game but wewe changed the rules everyday
Wonderin' which version of wewe I might get on the phone
Tonight
Well I stopped picking up and this song is to let wewe know why
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't wewe think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I should've known
Well maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame
Maybe it's wewe and you're sick need to give upendo and take it away
And you'll add my name to your long orodha of traitors who don't understand
And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they alisema run as fast as wewe can
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't wewe 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 wewe think 19's too young to be played kwa your dark twisted games
When I loved wewe so
I should have known
wewe are an expert at "sorry"
And keeping lines blurry
Never impressed kwa me acing your tests
All the girls that you've run dry have tired, lifeless eyes
Cause wewe burned them out
But I took your matches before moto 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 that you're gone
Don't wewe 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 wewe think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress wrote wewe a song
wewe should've known
wewe should've known
Don't wewe think I was too young?
wewe should've known...