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


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

     E/E*                                                 
And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks and I
B*  
Saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
        C#m*  
And it's half my fault but I just like to play the victim
          A*                       A  
I'll drink alcohol till my friends come home for Christmas
        E  
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
      B  
That I might not have but I did not lose
         C#m  
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
       A                           B                     E  
And I'm split in half but that'll have to do ooh ooh

    E  
So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad
             B  
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from dad
        C#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


     E/E  
And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks and I
B*  
Saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
        C#m  
And it's half my fault but I just like to play the victim
          A  
I'll drink alcohol till my friends come home for Christmas
        E  
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
      B  
That I might not have but I did not lose
         C#m  
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
       A                           B                     E  
And I'm split in half but that'll have to do ooh ooh


E                    B  
Oh, that'll have to do
                C#m  
My other half was you
                        A  
I hope this pain's just passing through
      B  
But I doubt it


     E/E*                                                   
And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks and I 
B*  
Saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
        C#m*  
And it's half my fault but I just like to play the victim
          A*                         A  
I'll drink alcohol till my friends come home for Christmas
        E  
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
      B  
That I might not have but I did not lose
         C#m  
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
       A                           B  
And I'm split in half but that'll have to do
              E*  
Have to do ooh