Intro: E A ( 2x )


E                                                      A    
Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you
E                                                   A    
Counting my footsteps, prayin' the floor won't fall through, again
B                       Dbm       B
My mother accused me of losing my mind
      A    
But I swore I was fine


E                                                  A    
You paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain
      E                                                        A    
And I lived in your chess game but you changed the rules every day
B                          Dbm         B          A    
Wonderin' which version of you I might get on the phone, tonight.
       B                           Dbm        B            A    
Well I stopped pickin' up and this song is to let you know why


     E                                  A
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone.
                          Dbm
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
    B                           A
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home.
          E      A    
I shoulda known.


     E                                      A    
Well maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame.
           E                                                A    
Maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away.
    B                          Dbm          B
And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors
    A    
Who don't understand.
              B                    Dbm               B
And I'll look back in regret how I ignored when they said
        A    
"Run as fast as you can."


     E                                  A
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone.
                          Dbm
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
    B                           A
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home.


     E                             A
Dear John, I see it all now it was wrong.
                               Dbm                        B
Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played by your dark twisted games 
       A
When I loved you so?
          E     A    
I shoulda known.


           Dbm
You are an expert at sorry
    B
And keeping lines blurry
    A
And never impressed by me acing your tests
        Dbm
All the girls that you run dry
     B
Have tired lifeless eyes
           A
'Cause you burned them out
    B
But I took your matches
  Dbm             B
Before fire could catch me
   A    
So don't look now
    B
I'm shining like fireworks
A                   E     A    Dbm    B    A
Over your sad empty town


     E                                  A
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone.
                          Dbm
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
    B                           A
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home.

          
E                                A
    I see it all now that you're gone.
                          Dbm
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
    B                       A       
The girl in the dress wrote you a song.


            E    
You shoulda known.
            A    
You shoulda known.
E                           A    
  Don't you think I was too young?
                   E
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