The Songwriter

A F#m D (2x) A F#m D What would it sound like if you were the songwriter A F#m D And you made your living off of me? C#m F#m D Would you detail your near-constant consternation? C#m F#m D Or the way my very presence makes your muses up and flee? C#m F#m D Goodbye, little songbird, I can leave C#m F#m C# D Goodbye, my love, is there anything else you need? A F#m D (2x) Ad lib A F#m D What would it sound like if you were the songwriter A F#m D And you did your living around me? C#m F#m D Would you undress me repeatedly in public C#m F#m D To show how very noble and naked you can be? C#m F#m D Goodbye, little songbird, now you're free C#m F#m Don't forget I'm the only fan of yours C# D Who has the sense to ever leave you be C# D How could you do this to me? A F#m C#m (2x) Ad lib A F#m D What would it sound like if you were the songwriter A F#m D And loving me was your unsung masterpiece?