Maria Watkins Poet Lyric

Dear John - Lyrics

V1:

 Cryed almost a week now 

Wish i can for get your name

Cant get your voice outa my head

It was like the game of chess.

I tried to make a move

I wanted wait to tell you

But it was detted be4 it began.

Maybe i'm cursed. Maybe i'm damned.

Thats what i get for catching the loosing hand.

 

 

::CHOURES::

Dear john.. why dont you aim the gun @ Cupid.

Shoot his ass down back to reality.

It isnt real.

Its a fairy tale.

 

::CHOURES::

DEAR JOHN...I HOPE YOU HAD YOUR FUN.

I HOPE YOUR PROUD OF WHAT YOU DONE.

YOU BROKE MY HEART YOU WON.

I'M GUNNA BURN ALL OF YOUR LETTERS X3

I DONT WANNA REMBER YOU.

 

v2:

I Cried almost every day.

Have you noticed the clouds and rain.

Wish i can forget your face.

Wish i can for get everything.

Weather i like it or not.

Theses are the memories i got .

Maybe it was my fault.

Maybe i should'v never gave my self to you @ all

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