Stick Season chords by Tate McRae

• Difficulty: Beginner

♫ Intro:

D#b


♫ Verse 1:
    D#b
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined
      A#
You must've had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive
       G#m7
Because your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign
Db
Kept on drivin' straight and left our future to the right
     D#b
Now I Cm stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't face
    A#
And memories are somethin' even smoking weed does not replace
     G#m7
And I Cm terrified of weather 'cause I see you when it rains
Db
Doc told me to travel, but there's Covid on the planes

♫ Chorus:
   D#b
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks
   A#
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
    G#m7
And it's  half my fault, but I just like to play the victim
     Db
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
    D#b
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
   A#
That I might not have, but I did not lose
     G#m7
Now you're  tire tracks and one pair of shoes
    Db                   D#b
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do



♫ Verse 2:
   D#b
So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad
       A#
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from Dad
    G#m7
No, I Cm  no longer funny 'cause I miss the way you laugh
  Db
You once called me "forever," now you still can't call me back


♫ Chorus:
   D#b
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks
   A#
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
    G#m7
And it's  half my fault, but I just like to play the victim
     Db
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas
    D#b
And I'll dream each night of some version of you
   A#
That I might not have, but I did not lose
     G#m7
Now you're  tire tracks and one pair of shoes
    Db                   D#b
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do


♫ Bridge:
           A#
Oh, that'll have to do
         G#m7
My other half was you
 Db
Ohh


♫ Outro:
   D#b
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks
   A#
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
    G#m7
And it's  half my fault, but I just like to play the victim
     Db                        D#b
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas