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 a blue sky And go back and turn it to rain

And I lived in your chess game But you changed the rules everyday

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 and 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 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 the lines blurry

Never impressed by me acing your tests All the girls that you 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

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.