Verse 1: F There's a version of you in somebody's head A# Gm7 Saying mean things that you never said F Cruel and unusual dummy by design A# Gm Mouth filled up with somebody else's lines F Nothing you do, nothing you say A# Gm7 Could ever make them view you in another way F They kept the worst most toxic part of you A# And that's the part they talk to
Pre-chorus: F D7 Never date a writer, never be a muse Gm C7 Everything is copy, every trauma gets reused Am D7 They'll control the narrative, you'll feel misunderstood Gm C Never date a writer, especially if they're good Chorus: F Everybody wants to own the goodbye, Gm Everybody wants to be right Dm So if you don't look like the good guy, Gm Put the story down in black and white Gm Cm F And you write and you write 'til your right Verse 2: F Blood on the page and the ink's still wet A# Gm7 And they don't forgive and they don't forget F They only remember the worst of you A# Gm The facts are wrong but it still feels true Pre-chorus: F D7 Never date a writer, they're not trying to be mean Gm C7 But you'll end up an index card on the corkboard of their dream Am D7 Sure when you're together, things will feel just fine Gm C But you were not together, you were researched the whole time Chorus: F Everybody wants to own the good-bye, Gm Everybody wants to be right Dm So if you don't look like the good guy, Gm Put the story down in black and white Gm Cm A# And you write and you write 'til your right Bridge: F A# It's your right to work through your life with your art A# Dm7 Cmaj7 But I've heard every word pull us further apart Cmaj7 F Fm Gm7 And the more we put it down in lines, the more the facts get blurred A# C We don't want love, we want the last word Verse 3: F So you read the book or you see the play A# Gm7 And you see yourself in the words they say F They stole your breath and they made their art A# Gm And they wrote their truth and they broke your heart Pre-chorus: F D7 So never date a writer, and I'm a writer too Gm C7 I'll wring you out for feelings, 'cause that's just what I do Am D7 Sharing all my troubles, for followers and cash Gm C The pain ends up in print, and the truth goes in the trash Chorus: F Everybody wants to own the good-bye, A# Everybody wants to be right Dm So if you don't look like the good guy, Gm Put the story down in black and white Gm Cm C D You write and you write and you write and you write Gm Cm F And you write and you write 'til your right
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