Dear john

My head is facing down, I can?t help but think back
When I see you around, it brings all the pain back
I wish that you could see inside my heart
There's nothing there, it's torn apart
dear john, I've grown cold
dear john, it's getting old

IS THIS THE END? ... of what we?ve grown to know.
IS THIS THE END? ... I?ll beg you not to go.
IS THIS THE END? ... it's killing me to know.
IS THIS THE END???

The leaves are falling down and I turned my clock
back
I?d like to leave this town and never look back
I wish that I could free you from my heart
But you freed yourself, ripped it apart
dear john, I?ve grown cold
dear john, it's getting old

IS THIS THE END? ... of what we?ve grown to know.
IS THIS THE END? ... I?ll beg you not to go.
IS THIS THE END? ... it's killing me to know.
IS THIS THE END???

This gaping hole burns as the winds goes through
It's like pouring salt on an open wound
These cuts run deep, now I?m scarred for life
These cuts run DEEP!

(end)
THIS IS THE END! ... I?ll fold this letter up.
THIS IS THE END! ... I?ll burn this paper up.
THIS IS THE END! ... I?m dead to everything.
THIS IS THE END!!!

A tear is falling down, I want my life back
My head is facing down