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 |-----------------------------------|
St[C]raighten up my shoulders for my mother and mirrors
The overcompensation of a posture I'm dying to kno[G]w
Fe[C]eling like a kid selling ten dollar chocolates
Reciting all my rehearsed lines to your closing doo[G]r
Th[C]ought a change of scenery would make me feel better
Moved four hundred miles away, I'm still staring at the flo[G]or
An[C]d feeling useless as a mime in a counseling session
Here's a million mute expressions, here's the one where I choke on my wor[G]ds
Then i[A]n comes the church with the answers
Ah Ah bless me with those ti[D]red acronyms
They look good on the overhead [G]slide[C]
They're saving l[G]ives[C]
Works every t[G]ime[C]
(FILL)
Co[C]ughing courtesy up in a month of indifference
And lapping up the lie with an apologetic tong[G]ue
I'[C]m polishing my eyelids with a hand on your shoulder
Scripted adornment always kills conce[G]rn
Si[C]ck of coming home with the TV mumbling
There used to be a time when you spoke to me with wo[G]rds
I'[C]m swearing up and down saying it's a commitment
And toasting new beginnings saying sorry I thought it would wo[G]rk
All my [A]speech is riddled with annulment
I'm sorry, I'm just d[D]oing what I think I should
I'm gathering my things and I'm [A]leaving for good in November
I don't know w[D]hen I'll talk to you
I guess when both our eyes have finally d[G]ied[C]
I still want to t[G]ry[C]
Still wanna t[G]ry [C]
Still wanna t[G]ry [C]
End on C.
Hope it helps, the D and A parts can be done with chords or power chords, up to you. DATH owns.
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 |-----------------------------------|
St[C]raighten up my shoulders for my mother and mirrors
The overcompensation of a posture I'm dying to kno[G]w
Fe[C]eling like a kid selling ten dollar chocolates
Reciting all my rehearsed lines to your closing doo[G]r
Th[C]ought a change of scenery would make me feel better
Moved four hundred miles away, I'm still staring at the flo[G]or
An[C]d feeling useless as a mime in a counseling session
Here's a million mute expressions, here's the one where I choke on my wor[G]ds
Then i[A]n comes the church with the answers
Ah Ah bless me with those ti[D]red acronyms
They look good on the overhead [G]slide[C]
They're saving l[G]ives[C]
Works every t[G]ime[C]
(FILL)
Co[C]ughing courtesy up in a month of indifference
And lapping up the lie with an apologetic tong[G]ue
I'[C]m polishing my eyelids with a hand on your shoulder
Scripted adornment always kills conce[G]rn
Si[C]ck of coming home with the TV mumbling
There used to be a time when you spoke to me with wo[G]rds
I'[C]m swearing up and down saying it's a commitment
And toasting new beginnings saying sorry I thought it would wo[G]rk
All my [A]speech is riddled with annulment
I'm sorry, I'm just d[D]oing what I think I should
I'm gathering my things and I'm [A]leaving for good in November
I don't know w[D]hen I'll talk to you
I guess when both our eyes have finally d[G]ied[C]
I still want to t[G]ry[C]
Still wanna t[G]ry [C]
Still wanna t[G]ry [C]
End on C.
Hope it helps, the D and A parts can be done with chords or power chords, up to you. DATH owns.
