I'm sitting here

In my own head

Thinking how

You can be staring in

Got my number 2

And I'm writing you

Contemplating on

The way we were with each of you

On the fire place

With the mailman

Should I tellya

Or should I hold it in

If my heart wasn't in it

Baby, you can just forget it

I'd be gone in a new york minute

You never give me attention

I know you don't have bad attentions for us

So I'm writing you

But, I always fail to mention

Cause you know I really don't like to fuss

So I'm gonna hold it in

I'm writing you a dear john letter

I tried to try to stay

But it never got better

I couldn't tell you face to face

But I, I have to let you know

Sometimes I want to hit the door

I'm writing you dear john

Sometimes I think

That I've had enough

My hand's freezing

And I can't write fast enough

I wanna get away

But I can't obey

When my heart speaks

You know I'm listening

Somedays, I'm ready to jet and

Somedays, I wouldn't forget and

Somedays, I'm still in love with you

Somedays, I'm sad and blue