Half Step Down

 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.