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 Blue Sky Then 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 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′ll
Look Back And Regret 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 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 Oh-oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
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