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