Hey you,
You know I still remember you.
I remember your sweet blue eyes,
You were a too-big child,
You were the one who made me cry.
I was just a girl into glitter and things,
I was just a kid with crooked teeth and scabby knees.
I tried so hard to be your Beth and Nina-Marie.
Hey you,
Because of you my mama thought I'd lost my mind.
Forget starry eyes,
You left me deaf, dumb and blind.
I cried into my pillow 'til the small hours of the night,
Cause nothing I ever did for you was ever right,
Hey you.
Hey you.
Hey you,
You know I still remember you.
You were just a worse version of seventh grade.
I remember you made me laugh,
You never did grow up,
You were the one who almost made me give up.
I was just a girl trying to grow out her fringe.
I was just a kid wearing her cousin's old jeans.
I was just a girl trying to be your everything...
Hey you,
Because of you my mama thought I'd lost my mind.
Forget starry eyes,
You left me deaf, dumb and blind.
I stayed up cryin',
Listening to Taylor Swift in the dead of the night,
Praying for the day when things would start to turn out right,
Hey you.
Hey you.
Hey you,
You know I'm not really looking forward to you.
I hope you never arrive,
I hope you miss your flight,
I don't think I can take one more sleepless night.
I'm just a girl with big hopes and dreams.
I'm just a kid, but I'm not what I seem.
I'm just a girl trying to be who I wanna be...
Hey you,
If I meet you,
Don't make me lose my mind.
I'm not so starry eyed,
I'm not gonna let you make me deaf, dumb and blind.
Don't you think you can make me cry,
Cause now I can see through all your lies,
Some day I'll meet some one who'll treat me right,
Hey you,
Hey you.
Hey you,
Because of you I'm stronger now,
And I can make up my own mind.
I'm not so starry eyed,
Because you showed me a darker side.
But I'm not gonna cry anymore,
I thank my mama and Taylor for helping me through those times.
So hey you,
You're nothing new.
Inspired (vaguely) by Taylor Swift's new song, Dear John.
1 comment:
One of the saddest things in a love relationship is receiving a "Dear John" or "Dear Jane" letter.
Who (in literature or in life) was Nina-Marie?
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