[Verse] 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 Because you know I really don't like to fuss So I'm going to 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 [Outro] Sometimes I think That I've had enough My hand's freezing And I can't write fast enough I want to 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