Verse:
G#
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined
D#7
You must have had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive
Fm
ʼCause your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign
C#
Kept on driving straight and left our future to the right
G#
Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I canʼt face
D#7
And memories are something even smoking weed does not replace
Fm
And I am terrified of weather ʼcause I see you when it rains
C#
Doc told me to travel but thereʼs COVID on the planes
Chorus:
G# D#7
And I love Vermont but itʼs the season of the sticks and I
Saw your mom she forgot that I existed
Fm
And Itʼs half my fault but I just like to play the victim
C#
Iʼll drink alcohol ʼtill my friends come home for Christmas
G#
And Iʼll dream each night of some version of you
D#7
That I might not have but I did not lose
Fm
Now youʼre tire tracks and one pair of shoes
C# D#7 G#
And Iʼm split in half but thatʼll have to do ooh ooh
Verse:
G#
So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad
D#7
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from dad
Fm
No I am no longer funny ʼcause I miss the way you laugh
C#
Once called me forever now you still canʼt call me back
Chorus:
G# D#7
And I love Vermont but itʼs the season of the sticks and I
Saw your mom she forgot that I existed
Fm
And Itʼs half my fault but I just like to play the victim
C#
Iʼll drink alcohol ʼtill my friends come home for Christmas
G#
And Iʼll dream each night of some version of you
D#7
That I might not have but I did not lose
Fm
Now youʼre tire tracks and one pair of shoes
C# D#7 G#
And Iʼm split in half but thatʼll have to do ooh ooh
Bridge:
G# D#7
Oh, thatʼll have to do
Fm
My other half was you
C#
I hope this painʼs just passing through
D#7
But I doubt it
Chorus:
G# D#7
And I love Vermont but itʼs the season of the sticks and I
Saw your mom she forgot that I existed
Fm
And Itʼs half my fault but I just like to play the victim
C#
Iʼll drink alcohol ʼtill my friends come home for Christmas
G#
And Iʼll dream each night of some version of you
D#7
That I might not have but I did not lose
Fm
Now youʼre tire tracks and one pair of shoes
C# D#7
And Iʼm split in half but thatʼll have to do
Have to do ooh
G#
