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
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 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 should’ve known
Well, maybe it’s me
And my blind optimism
To blame
Or 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 look back in regret
How 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 nineteen’s 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”
And keeping lines blurry
Never impressed by me acing your tests
All the girls that you’ve run dry
Have tired lifeless eyes
‘Cause you’ve 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
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 should’ve known
You should’ve known
Don’t you think I was too young?
You should’ve known
