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by Dear And The Headlights


Tuning: Half Step Down, Eb.

Beginning Fill:               Goes straight into the verse.
eb |--------------------------------0--|
Bb |----------0---------------------1--|
Gb |----2/4------4--4/2h0-----------0--|
Db |-------------------------0~-----2--|
Ab |--------------------------------3--|
Eb |-----------------------------------|


   
Straighten up my shoulders for my mother and mirrors
                                                  
The overcompensation of a posture I'm dying to know
  
Feeling like a kid selling ten dollar chocolates
                                                   
Reciting all my rehearsed lines to your closing door
  
Thought a change of scenery would make me feel better
                                                           
Moved four hundred miles away, I'm still staring at the floor
  
And feeling useless as a mime in a counseling session
                                                                         
Here's a million mute expressions, here's the one where I choke on my words

      
Then in comes the church with the answers
                            
Ah Ah bless me with those tired acronyms
                                           
They look good on the overhead slide
                                           
They're saving lives
                                           
Works every time
 
[FILL]

  
Coughing courtesy up in a month of indifference
                                              
And lapping up the lie with an apologetic tongue
  
I'm polishing my eyelids with a hand on your shoulder
                                     
Scripted adornment always kills concern
  
Sick of coming home with the TV mumbling
                                                    
There used to be a time when you spoke to me with words
  
I'm swearing up and down saying it's a commitment
                                                              
And toasting new beginnings saying sorry I thought it would work

       
All my speech is riddled with annulment
                     
I'm sorry, I'm just doing what I think I should
                                
I'm gathering my things and I'm leaving for good in November
              
I don't know when I'll talk to you
                                                          
I guess when both our eyes have finally died
                                 
I still want to try
                               
Still wanna try 
                                              
Still wanna try 

End on C.

Hope it helps, the D and A parts can be done with chords or power chords, up to you. DATH owns.