Stick Season ukulele

Stick Season

• Verse 1

Verse 1
       C
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined
            Gsus4
You must've had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive
             Am
Because your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign
F
Kept on drivin' straight and left our future to the right
         C
Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't face
         Gsus4
And memories are somethin' even smoking weed cannot replace
        Am
Now I'm terrified of weather 'cause I see you when it rains
F
Doc told me to travel, but there's COVID on the planes


Chorus
     C
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks
     Gsus4
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
        Am
And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim
          F
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
        C
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
    Gsus4
That I might not have, but I did not lose
         Am
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
       F                          Gsus4    G  C
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do


Verse 2
     C
So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad
             Gsus4
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from Dad
        Am
No, I am no longer funny 'cause I miss the way you laugh
    F
You once called me "forever," now you still can't call me back


Chorus
     C
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks
     Gsus4
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
        Am
And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim
          F
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
        C
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
    Gsus4
That I might not have, but I did not lose
         Am
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
       F                          Gsus4    G  C
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do


Bridge
                     Gsus4
Oh, that'll have to do
               Am
My other half was you
                        F
I hope this pain's just passin' through
       Gsus4  G
But I doubt it


Chorus
     C
Ay, I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks
     Gsus4
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
        Am
And it's half my fault, but I just like to play the victim
          F
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
        C
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
    Gsus4
That I might not have, but I did not lose
         Am
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
       F                          Gsus4    G
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do
Gsus4       G  C
    Have to do

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