As you {A}promised me that I was more than all the miles combined
You must have {E}had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive
‘Cause your {F#m}voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign
{D}Kept on driving straight and left our future to the right

Now I am {A}stuck between my anger and the blame that I can’t face
And memor{E}ies are something even smoking weed does not replace
And I am {F#m}terrified of weather ’cause I see you when it rains
{D}Doc told me to travel but there’s COVID on the planes

Chorus:

And {A}I love Vermont but it’s the season of the sticks and I
Saw your mom she forgot that I existed
And It’s {F#m}half my fault but I just like to play the victim
I’ll dri{D}nk alcohol ’till my friends come home for Christmas

And I’l{A}l dream each night of some version of you
That {E}I might not have but I did not lose
Now you'{F#m}re tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I’m{D} split in half but that’l{E}l have to do ooh {A}ooh

Verse:

So I {A}thought that if I piled something good on all my bad
That I could {E}cancel out the darkness I inherited from dad
No I am{F#m} no longer funny ’cause I miss the way you laugh
{D}Once called me forever now you still can’t call me back

Chorus:

And I{A} love Vermont but it’s the season of the sticks and {E}I
Saw your mom she forgot that I existed
And It’s {F#m}half my fault but I just like to play the victim
I’ll drink {D}alcohol ’till my friends come home for Christmas

And I’ll {A}dream each night of some version of you
That I {E}might not have but I did not lose
Now you’r{F#m}e tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I’m{D} split in half but that’ll {E}have to do ooh oo{A}h

Bridge:

{A}Oh, that’ll have to d{E}o
My other half was {F#m}you
I hope this pain’s just {D}passing through
But I {E}doubt it

Chorus:

And I {A}love Vermont but it’s the season of the sticks and {E}I
Saw your mom she forgot that I existed
And It’s {F#m}half my fault but I just like to play the victim
I’ll drink {D}alcohol ’till my friends come home for Christmas

And I’ll {A}dream each night of some version of you
That I {E}might not have but I did not lose
Now you’r{F#m}e tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I’m {D}split in half but that’ll {E}have to do

Have to do ooh

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