the songwriters

we get to break out of prison, make love to our best friends wife, have a beer for breakfast in boston, drink rum in jamaica that night, we get to tell all our secrets, in a code no one understands, we get to shoot all the bad guys, but never get blood on our hands, we're hero's, we're schemers, we're drunks and we're dreamers, we're lovers and sometimes we're fighters, we're students we're teachers, we're the devil we're preachers, we're true love but mostly one nighters, we're the songwriters, half the world thinks we're crazy, the other half wants to be us, and the're jealous because we get to hang out, in the back of some big stars tour bus, we're old boots and tee shirts and blue jeans, we're cables and strings and e chords, we only dress up in november, when they hand out some writers awards, we're hero's, we're schemers, we're drunks and we're dreamers, we're lovers and sometimes we're fighters, we're the truths we're the lies, we're stupid we're wise, we're true love but mostly one nighters, we're the songwriters, we ride bridges we cross em and burn em, teach lessons but don't bother to learn em, our mama's don't know what we're doing, why we stay out all night long, i told mine i was a drug dealer, she said thank god you ain't writin songs, we're heros, we're schemers, we're drunks and we're dreamers, we're lovers and sometimes we're fighters, we're the truths we're the lies, we're stupid we're wise, we're true love but mostly one nighters, we're the songwriters, we're the songwriters