Dear John

I've been broken down once, I've been spoken to twice

I've been holding out hope against hope

Thought you were the one, everything was so nice

Now I'm left here alone with this note

I could have been angry, I could have been hurt

I could have drank just to get through the night

But I couldn't be bitter, because the more I considered

I realized she was probably right

Dear John, it ain't you

I've got dreams of my own, but there ain't room for two