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Testo: Keith Green. Dear John Letter.

Oh, I used to love you but now that's hard to do
'Cause I got some information 'bout the evil things at night that you do
Now the whole thing is through, we're through
Oh, you're such a devil, how'd you get me to believe you were true, ooh?

Oh, my momma warned me and how my daddy cried
The day I left my home, you said you'd always keep me satisfied
But oh, how you lied, you lied
Well, I should have heard my momma's words
But then I guess I had to much pride, original sin

Oh, I used to lie awake at night and see your face on the ceilin'
What a bad a feelin' I have when I think of how you almost got me
In the ways of the world, in the ways of the world

My so-called friends said I misjudged you, my anger's all in vain
But I'm afraid you got to them before I had a chance to explain
And it caused me such pain, ouch!
'Cause they were such good friends of mine
But now you've got them playin' you game, you creep

Oh, I used to lie awake at night and see your face on the ceilin'
What a bad a feelin' I have when I think of how you almost got me
In the ways of the world, in the ways of the world
Oh, in the ways of the world, in the ways of the world

Well, I believe in Jesus and what he said he's gonna do
He'll put an apple in your lyin' mouth and cook you in a sulfur stew, ooh
One that'll never be through, is it soup yet? No
Ah, but if he hadn't rescued me then I'd be down there cookin' too
Oh, if Jesus hadn't rescued me then I'd be cookin' right next to you, ooh

I used to lie awake at night and see your face on the ceilin'
What a great feelin' I have when I think of how you're gonna get yours
At the end of the world, the end of the world
Oh, at the end of the world, at the end of the world
Oh, at the end of the world