The girl in the dress wrote you a song

"I lived in your chess game but you changed the rules every day. Wondering which version of you i might get on the phone tonight. Well i stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why. Dear boy. I see it all now that you're gone. Dont you think i was too young to be messed with? The girl in the dress cried the whole way home.Dear boy, i see it all now it was wrong. Dont you think 17 is too young to be played by your dark twisted games when i loved you soo? I shoulda known"