Dear John Letter - Whitney Houston

I’m sitting here
In my own head
Thinking how
You can be staring in
Got my number 2
And I’m writing you
Contemplating on
The way we were with each of you
On the fire place
With the mailman
Should I tellya
Or should I hold it in
If my heart wasn’t in it
Baby, you can just forget it
I’d be gone in a New York minute
You never give me attention
I know you don’t have bad attentions for us
So I’m writing you
But, I always fail to mention
Because you know I really don’t like to fuss
So I’m going to hold it in
I’m writing you a dear John letter
I tried to try to stay
But it never got better
I couldn’t tell you face to face
But I, I have to let you know
Sometimes I want to hit the door
I’m writing you dear John

Sometimes I think
That I’ve had enough
My hand’s freezing
And I can’t write fast enough
I want to get away
But I can’t obey
When my heart speaks
You know I’m listening
Somedays, I’m ready to jet and
Somedays, I wouldn’t forget and
Somedays, I’m still in love with you
Somedays, I’m sad and blue.

Lyrics added by Bianca G.