Weird

Long were the nights
 When the days once revolved around you
 Counting my footsteps,
 Prayin' the floor won't fall through, again
 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 shoulda known.
 Well maybe it's me
 And my blind optimism to blame
 Maybe its 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 in regret
 How I ignored when they said
 Run as fast as you can
 Dear John,
 I see all it 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 shoulda known
 You are an expert at sorry
 And keeping lines blurry
 And never impressed by me
 Acing your tests
 All the girls that you run dry
 Have tired lifeless eyes
 Cuz 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 whoah oh
 Dear John,
 I see all it 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 all it 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 shoulda known
 Don't you think I was too young
 You shoulda known.