Stick Season [A] - Noah Kahan
[Verse 1]
A A
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined
E
You must've had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive
F#m
Because your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign
D
Kept on drivin' straight and left our future to the right
A
Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't face
E
And memories are somethin' 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
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks
E
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 'til 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
[Verse 2]
A 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
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks
E
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 'til 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
[Bridge]
A
Oh, that'll have to do
E F#m
My other half was you
D
I hope this pain's just passin' through
E
But I doubt it
[Chorus]
A
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks
E
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 'til 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