Stick Season

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As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined You must have had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive Because your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign Kept on driving straight and left our future to the right Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame That I can't face the memories of something even smoking weed Does not replace and I am terrified

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I'm terrified of weather, cause I see you when it rains

 F#m                               D
Doc told me to travel, but there's COVID on the planes

 D                                          A
And I, uh, Burma, I've been it's the season of the sticks

 A                             E
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed

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And it's half my fault, but I'd just like to play the victim

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I'll drink alcohol, tell my friends come home for Christmas

 D                                A
And I'll dream each night of some virgin of you

 A                           E
That I might not have, but I did not lose

 E                                   F#m
Now your tire tracks and one pair of shoes

                                           F#m
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do

 F#m
So I thought that if I piled something good and all my bad

 F#m                                   E
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from Dad

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No, I am no longer funny, cause I miss the way you laugh

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You once called me forever, now you still can't call me back

 D                                             A
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks

 A                             E
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed

 E                                        F#m
And it's half my fault, but I'd just like to play the victim

 F#m                               D
I'll drink alcohol till my friends come home for Christmas

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And I'll dream each night of some urgent news

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That I might not have, but I did not lose

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Now your tire tracks in one pair of shoes And I'm split in half, but that don't have to do

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Oh, that don't have to

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My other half was you

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I hope this pain's just passing through But I doubt it

 E                               A
And I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks

 A                      E
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed

 E                                   F#m
And it's half my fault, but I'd just like to play the victim

 F#m                       D
I'll drink alcohol till my friends come home for Christmas

 D                                A
And I'll dream each night of some virgin to you

 A                           E
That I might not have, but I did not lose

 E                                   F#m
Now your tire tracks and one pair of shoes

 F#m                                       E
And I'm spinning head, that'll have to do, have to do