DEAR JOHN

(E)Long were the nights when my days once re volved a round (Asus2)you,

(E)count ing my foot steps, pray ing the floor won’t fall through

a gain.

And my (B)moth er ac cused me of los ing my mind, but I swore

I

was fine.

You (E)paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain.

Or may be it’s (E)lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules ev ’ry day.

And (B)Won d’ring which ver sion of you I might (B)get on the phone

un der to night.

And I’ll Well, I (B)stopped pick ing up and this ig (C#m)song is to let you know fast why.

as you can.

Dear

(E)John,

I see it all now that you’re (Asus2)gone.

Don’t you think I was too (C#m)young to be messed with?

The girl in the dress cried the whole

way

home.

I should ’ve (E)known.

Well, (E)may be it’s me and my blind op ti mis m to blame.

Or may be it’s (E)you and your sick need to give love and take it a way.

And (B)you’ll add my name to your long list of (B)trai tors who don’t

un der to stand.

And I’ll Well, I (B)back and re gret how I ig (C#m)nored when they said run as fast why.

as you can.

Dear

(E)John,

I see it all now that you’re (Asus2)gone.

Don’t you think I was too (C#m)young to be messed with?

The girl in the dress cried the whole

way

home.

I should ’ve (E)known.

Well, Dear (E)John,

I see it all now; it was (Asus2)wrong.

Don’t you think nine teen’s too (C#m)young to be played by your dark, twist ed games when I (Asus2)loved

you

so?

I should ’ve (E)known