Unessential

D N.C. N.C. D G Baby, I’m unessential D G Basically inconsequential A I sing my songs all day long D No one really cares G A D I just keep on heading no--where G A D I just keep on heading nowhere G A D It hurts my hands to pluck these guitar strings G A D Playing empty rooms, maybe the angels hear my pleas G A D It burns my heart to keep singing these songs about you G A D Sighing empty sighs, maybe you’ll sing along soon N.C. D G Baby, I’m unessential D G Basically inconsequential A I can sing my songs all day long D No one really cares G A D I just keep on heading no--where G A D I just keep on heading nowhere G A D No one asks to be the poet G A D A derelict bride of the verse G A D It cuts too deep G A D That’s why they call it inspiration’s curse D G Baby, I’m unessential D G Basically inconsequential A I can sing my song all day long D No one really cares G A D I just keep on heading no--where G A D Oh, I just keep on heading nowhere D N.C. G N.C. Baby, I’m unessential D N.C. G N.C. Basically inconsequential A N.C. I can sing my songs all day long D N.C. No one really cares G N.C. A N.C. D N.C. I just keep on heading no--where G N.C. A N.C. D N.C. I just keep on heading nowhere