Nothing To Write Home About

Dear mother, what can I say
 It's been so long since I went away
 And yes, I miss the comforts of home
 But I guess, I'm better off on my own
 No one told me people could be so cruel
 Nobody told me about any of this in school
 Still nobody understands the things that I don't understand
 I've nothing to write home about
 Nothing I have figured out
 Still I have the same old doubts
 Nothing to write home about
 Dear John, that ain't my name
 I'm just hangin' 'round to take the blame
 I'm filled with guilt, I'm filled with shame
 Too much or not enough, it's all the same
 And no one wants to talk about the loss
 No one wants to talk about the cost
 Every one just looks away, just like any other day
 I've nothing to write home about
 Nothing I have figured out
 Still I have the same old doubts
 Nothing to write home about
 Nothing to write home about
 Who can teach me how to change my ways?
 Who will come and save the day?
 Who will tell me what to say
 When there's nothing left to say?
 Nobody told me about any of this in school
 No one told me I'd be taken for a fool
 And everyone just looks away, and tries to make it through the day
 I've nothing to write home about
 Nothing I have figured out
 Still I have the same old doubts
 Nothing to write home about
 Nothing to write home about