Mr. Writer

	  		Em    F# 
You, line em' up 
    C 
look-at your shoes 
                       Em 
you hang names on your wall 
     F#              C 
then you shoot them all 
Em        F# 
You-fly, around in planes 
     C 
that bring you down 
                     Em 
to meet me who loves you 
     F#             C 
like me crashing to the ground 

            Am 
Are you so lonely 
          C 
you don't even know me 
                  Am 
but you'd like to stone me 

Em                              G 
Mr writer, why dont you tell it like it is 
                              Am 
why don't you tell it like it really is 
                 C 
before you go on home 

Em                   F# 
I used, to treat you right 
            C 
give you my time 
                          Em 
but when i turn my back on you 
   F#              C 
let me do what you do 
Em                  F# 
You've just enough, in my own view 
                   C 
education to perform 
                      Em 
i'd like to shoot you all 

                Am 
And then you go home 
             C 
with you on your own 
             Am 
what do you really know 

Em                              G 
Mr writer why don't you tell it like it is 
                             Am 
why dont you tell it like it really is 
                 C 
before you go on home 

                Am 
And then you go home 
            C 
with you on your own 
            Am 
what do you even know 

Em                              G 
Mr writer why don't you tell it like it is 
                             Am 
why dont you tell it like it really is 
                 C 
before you go on home