A Dear John Letter To Myself

I wish I could write me a Dear John letter

Pull out a pen and just let me go

I know they say that it'll get better

But I can't take much more of this - out of control

If I could receive some clear correspondence

Then maybe relief would come wash over me

Instead, I exist, in this chaos of despondence

aggravated and pissed in my own misery

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Dear John, (Kelli) thanks for all you've been doing

I really appreciate what you've tried to do

But, there is no place for you in the direction we're moving

I hate being insensitive, but baby, we're through

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If I'd had this closure, maybe I'd catch my breath

If I had this release, maybe I'd could find something else

To secure my attention and restore self respect

Bring me back to my senses and off of this fence

But, here I lay drowning in this pool of self pity

Here I am wishing, there was some other way

There you are driving down the one way, away from me

While I'm still planning out what I wanna say

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Dear John, (Kelli) thanks for all you've been doing

I really appreciate what you've tried to do

But, there's just no place for you in the direction we're moving

I hate being insensitive, but baby, we're through

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Now maybe I'd have seen it coming, if I'd kept my head held up

But I was busy telling my heart, just what I wanted it to hear

And maybe then we'd of made up, at the signin' of the prenup

But it's hard to read the writing, when your eyes are full of tears

So I