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
tu paint me a blue sky
And go back and turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game but tu changed the rules everyday
Wonderin' which version of tu I might get on the phone
Tonight
Well I stopped picking up and this song is to let tu know why
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't tu 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 tu and you're sick need to give amor and take it away
And you'll add my name to your long lista of traitors who don't understand
And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they dicho run as fast as tu can
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't tu 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 tu think 19's too young to be played por your dark twisted games
When I loved tu so
I should have known
tu are an expert at "sorry"
And keeping lines blurry
Never impressed por me acing your tests
All the girls that you've run dry have tired, lifeless eyes
Cause tu burned them out
But I took your matches before fuego 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 tu 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 tu think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress wrote tu a song
tu should've known
tu should've known
Don't tu think I was too young?
tu should've known...
