RE: Dear John

(2008)

Thought I saw you on the street

Dancing with a man with ribbon tied to his feet

I pulled up but it was nothing but

A couple ladies & a lonely lookin dog

So I took myself back home

Thought a lil bit before calling you up on the phone

You didn't answer, it was the machine

Who told me I better not be meaning a fuckin thing

By givin you a ring

(So I said...)

To hell with it

I'm done with seein you everywhere

To hell with it

And you cant even pretend to care

That I was once right there

Every night with

My face pressed into your hair

Seven years and not a house or a kid

12 hundred feet of urban apartment

Books interlaced like two combs with their teeth

All mashed together

And remember it took a week

to sort em each from each

Don't think it was a thing that I said

So much as all the falsified evidence

That was used to prove we don't belong

Living on top eachother in the same old song

But I still think it's wrong

That you left me with nothin but a damn dear john

(that read)

To hell with it

I'm not loving you anymore

To hell with it

Tacked up on the bathroom door

Water spilled on the floor

All your jewelry liquidated out of the drawers

If anything I'm guilty as charged

Of sleeping up against the unlocked door of a moving car

Then the road gone and went to pot

And the latch came loose

And by the time that I looked up

All there was was dust

But rather than a bitter farewell

Or all the messiness that a broken heart entails

I'm gonna leave you with nothin but

A big F.U. and maybe just a little love

(Because)

To hell with it

If all your love notes turned to knives

To hell with it

You were the life inside my life

To hell with it

I'm gonna find me another dame

To hell with it

Cause really aren't you all the same

The trap I can't refrain

From escaping from only to want again

To gain

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