Tis The Damn Season chords by Taylor Swift (Ver. 2)

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Verse 1:
Dm11                 Csus4
 If I wanted to know who you were hanging with
       C
 While I was gone, I would have asked you
Dm11                Csus4
 It's the kind of cold, fogs up windshield glass
    C
 But I felt it when I passed you
Dm11                     Csus4        C
 There's an ache in you, put there by the ache in me
Dm11
 But if it's all the same to you
      Csus4
 It's the same to me

Chorus:
          F
So we could call it even
                    F
You could call me "babe" for the weekend
                 Dm
'Tis the damn season, write this down
                Dm
I'm stayin' at my parents' house
     Dm
And the road not taken looks real good now
    C         Csus4  C   Csus4
And it always leads to you in my hometown

Verse 2:
Dm11                 Csus4
 I parkеd my car right between the Methodist
     C
 And thе school that used to be ours
Dm11             Csus4
 The holidays linger like bad perfume
     C
 You can run, but only so far
Dm11                  Csus4        C
 I escaped it too, remember how you watched me leave
Dm11                 Csus4        C
 But if it's okay with you, it's okay with me

Chorus:
          F
So we could call it even
                    F
You could call me "babe" for the weekend
                 Dm
'Tis the damn season, write this down
                Dm
I'm stayin' at my parents' house
     Dm
And the road not taken looks real good now
F
Time flies, messy as the mud on your truck tires
     F             Dm
Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out
            Dm
We could just ride around
     Dm
And the road not taken looks real good now
    C         Csus4  C   Csus4
And it always leads to you in my hometown
Bridge:
Dm
Sleep in half the day just for old times' sake
C
I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay
          F
So I'll go back to L.A. and the so-called friends
       F
Who'll write books about me, if I ever make it
   Dm
And wonder about the only soul
    Dm
Who can tell which smiles I'm fakin’
     C          Csus4   C Csus4
And the heart I know I'm breakin' is my own
  Bb               C
To leave the warmest bed I've ever known
         Bb  C
We could call it even
        Bb   C
Even though I'm leavin’
         Bb
And I'll be yours for the weekend
       C
'Tis the damn season

Finale:
          F
So we could call it even
                    F
You could call me "babe" for the weekend
                 Dm
'Tis the damn season, write this down
                Dm
I'm stayin' at my parents' house
     Dm
And the road not taken looks real good now
F
Time flies, messy as the mud on your truck tires
     F             Dm
Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out
            Dm
We could just ride around
     Dm
And the road not taken looks real good now
    C         Csus4  C   Csus4
And it always leads to you in my hometown
    Dm11             C   Csus4 Dm11 Csus4     C
And it always leads to you in my hometown