Dear And The Headlights Try Lyrics

Try Lyrics

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

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