



Verse: A As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined E You must have had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive F#m ʼCause your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign D Kept on driving straight and left our future to the right A Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I canʼt face E And memories are something even smoking weed does not replace F#m And I am terrified of weather ʼcause I see you when it rains D Doc told me to travel but thereʼs COVID on the planes Chorus: A E And I love Vermont but itʼs the season of the sticks and I Saw your mom she forgot that I existed F#m And Itʼs half my fault but I just like to play the victim D Iʼll drink alcohol ʼtill my friends come home for Christmas A And Iʼll dream each night of some version of you E That I might not have but I did not lose F#m Now youʼre tire tracks and one pair of shoes D E A And Iʼm split in half but thatʼll have to do ooh ooh Verse: A So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad E That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from dad F#m No I am no longer funny ʼcause I miss the way you laugh D Once called me forever now you still canʼt call me back Chorus: A E And I love Vermont but itʼs the season of the sticks and I Saw your mom she forgot that I existed F#m And Itʼs half my fault but I just like to play the victim D Iʼll drink alcohol ʼtill my friends come home for Christmas A And Iʼll dream each night of some version of you E That I might not have but I did not lose F#m Now youʼre tire tracks and one pair of shoes D E A And Iʼm split in half but thatʼll have to do ooh ooh Bridge: A E Oh, thatʼll have to do F#m My other half was you D I hope this painʼs just passing through E But I doubt it Chorus: A E And I love Vermont but itʼs the season of the sticks and I Saw your mom she forgot that I existed F#m And Itʼs half my fault but I just like to play the victim D Iʼll drink alcohol ʼtill my friends come home for Christmas A And Iʼll dream each night of some version of you E That I might not have but I did not lose F#m Now youʼre tire tracks and one pair of shoes D E And Iʼm split in half but thatʼll have to do Have to do ooh A