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Long were the nights
When my days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps
Praying the floor won't fall through
Again
And 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 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 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 lines blurry.
Never impressed by me acing your tests.
All the girls that you've run dry
Have tired lifeless eyes
'Cause you've 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.
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Long were the nights
When my days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps
Praying the floor won't fall through
Again
And 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 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 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 lines blurry.
Never impressed by me acing your tests.
All the girls that you've run dry
Have tired lifeless eyes
'Cause you've 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.










![This Is Gospel panic! at the disco (female cover)
Me singing the piano version of this is gospel.
This is gospel for the fallen ones
Locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophies
From pieces of broken memories
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart [2x]
Their gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds
But they haven’t seen the best of us yet
If you love me let me go
If you love me let me go
‘Cause these words are knives and often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
And truth be told, I never was yours
The fear, the fear of falling apart
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart [2x]
This is gospel for the vagabonds,
Neer-do-wells and insufferable bastards
Confessing their apostasies
Led away by imperfect impostors
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart [2x]
Don’t try to sleep through the end of the world
And bury me alive
Cause I won’t give up without a fight
If you love me let me go
If you love me let me go
‘Cause these words are knives and often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
And truth be told, I never was yours
The fear, the fear of falling apart
Oh, the fear of falling apart
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