Letra de Mr. Writer (Live From Dakota / 2005)
You line them up Look at your shoes You hang names on your wall Then you shoot them allYou fly around in planes That bring you down To meet me who loves you, like Me crashing to the groundAre you so lonely? Don't even know me But you'd like to stone meMr Writer, why don't you tell it like it is? Why don't you tell it like it really is? Before you go on homeI used to treat you right Give you my time But when I'd turn my back on you Then you do what you doYou've just enough, in my own view Education to perform I'd like to shoot you all And then you go home With you on your own What do you really know?Mr Writer, why don't you tell it like it is? Why don't you tell it like it really is? Before you go on homeAnd then you go home With you on your own What do you even know?Mr Writer, why don't you tell it like it is? Why don't you tell it like it really is? Before you go on homeMr Writer, why don't you tell it like it is? Why don't you tell it like it always is? Before you go on homeMr Writer, why don't you tell it like it really is? Why don't you tell it like it always is? Before you go on home