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


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

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

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


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


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


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