Taylor Swift – Dear John - Sad Beautiful Tragic (Guitar)

E                                                      A
Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you

E                                                   A
Counting my footsteps, prayin' the floor won't fall through, again

B                       C#m       B
My mother accused me of losing my mind

      A
But I swore I was fine

E                                                  A
You paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain

      E                                                        A
And I lived in your chess game but you changed the rules every day

B                          C#m         B          A
Wonderin' which version of you I might get on the phone, tonight.

       B                           C#m        B            A
Well I stopped pickin' up and this song is to let you know why

     E                                  A
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone.

                          C#m
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?

    B                           A
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home.

     E                             A
Dear John, I see it all now it was wrong.

                               C#m                        B
Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played by your dark twisted games

       A
When I loved you so?

          E     A
I shoulda known.

G                D                  Am     C
Long handwritten note, deep in your pocket

G                      D                              Am    C
Words, how little they mean, when you're a little too late

  G                  D                      Am     C
I stood right by the tracks, your face in a locket

     G                      D                    Am    C
Good girls, hopeful they'll be and long they will wait

   G      D                Am          C
We had, a beautiful, magic love there

       G    D                 Am   G   C
What a sad, beautiful, tragic love a---ffair

                C#m
But you are an expert at sorry

    B
And keeping lines blurry

    A
And never impressed by me acing your tests

        C#m
All the girls that you run dry

     B
Have tired lifeless eyes

           A
'Cause you burned them out

    B
But I took your matches

  C#m             B
Before fire could catch me

   A
So don't look now

    B
I'm shining like fireworks

A                   E     A
Over your sad empty town

C#m    B    A
Oh   woah   oh

    E                              A
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone.

                          C#m
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?

    B                       A
The girl in the dress wrote you a song.

            E
You shoulda known.