Mr. Writer

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Okay, contrary to popular belief,
I don't hate journalists.
This song took me
about 15 minutes to write
and about 15 [A]years [Em]to explain.
But it was about a relationship
with a guy
that came on the road with us
and he had his version of events
and I had mine.
This is called [Bm]Mr. Writer.[Em]
[Bm][C][Em][Bm][C][Em]
You'll [Bm]line them up, [C]pick out your shoes
Your hand names [Em]on your wall
Then [Bm]you'll shut them [C]off[Em]
Fly [Bm]around in planes and [C]bring you down
To meet a man [Em]who loves you
Like [Bm]me crashing to th[C]e ground
Are you so [D]lonely?
You don't even [C]know me
But you'd like to [D]stone me
[Em]Mr. Rider, why don't you tell it l[G]ike it is
Why don't you tell it like it [A]really is
Before you go [C]on home[Em]
I used to [D]treat [Bm]you right,
give [C]you my time
And then I turned my [Em]back on you
Then [Bm]you do what y[C]ou do
[Em]You were j[Bm]ust enough,
in [C]my own view
Education [Em]to perform
I'd like [D]to shoot [Bm]you all[C]
And [Em]then you [D]go home
with you on [C]your own
What do [D]you even know?
[Em]Mr. Writer
Why don't you tell it [G]like it is?
Why don't you tell it like [A]it really is
Before you go on [C]home
Before you go on [Em]home[D][Bm][C][Em]
[Bm][C][Em][Bm][C]
[Em][D][Bm][C]
And then you [D]go home
with you on [C]your own
What do you [D]even know
[Em]Mr. Writer,
why don't you tell it like [G]it really is?
Why don't you tell it like [A]it always is?
Before you're gone [C]home[Em]
Why don't you tell it like [G]it really is
Why don't you tell it like [A]it always is
Before you go [C]on.
Oh.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, [Em]oh
Thank you.