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