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[Chords] A x02220 E 022100 F#m 244222 D xx0232 A/E 002220 * = strum once [Intro] A [Verse 1] N.C. 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 'Cause your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign D Kept on driving straight and left our future to the right [Verse 2] A Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't face E And memories are something even smoking weed does not replace F#m And I am terrified of weather 'cause I see you when it rains D Doc told me to travel but there's COVID on the planes [Chorus] A/E* E* And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks and I Saw your mom, she forgot that I existed F#m* And it's half my fault but I just like to play the victim D* D I'll drink alcohol till my friends come home for Christmas A And I'll dream each night of some version of you E That I might not have but I did not lose F#m Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes D E A And I'm split in half but that'll have to do ooh ooh [Verse 3] N.C. 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 'cause I miss the way you laugh D You once called me forever, now you still can't call me back [Chorus] A/E E And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks and I Saw your mom, she forgot that I existed F#m And it's half my fault but I just like to play the victim D I'll drink alcohol till my friends come home for Christmas A And I'll dream each night of some version of you E That I might not have but I did not lose F#m Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes D E A And I'm split in half but that'll have to do ooh ooh [Bridge] A E Oh, that'll have to do F#m My other half was you D I hope this pain's just passing through E But I doubt it [Chorus] A/E* E* And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks and I Saw your mom, she forgot that I existed F#m* And it's half my fault but I just like to play the victim D* D I'll drink alcohol till my friends come home for Christmas A And I'll dream each night of some version of you E That I might not have but I did not lose F#m Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes D E And I'm split in half but that'll have to do A* Have to do ooh