לשיר זה עוד אין מצב נגינה אינטרקטיבית לחצו כאן בכדי לזרז את ההוספה שלו - מה זה בכלל?
אקורדים: Stick Season
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N.C. A
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined
E
You must have had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive
F#m
'Cause your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign
D
Kept on driving 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 something 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
A/EE
And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks 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
DD
I'll drink alcohol till 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
DEA
And I'm split in half but that'll have to do ooh ooh
N.C. 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
A/EE
And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks 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 till 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
DEA
And I'm split in half but that'll have to do ooh ooh
AE
Oh, that'll have to do
F#m
My other half was you
D
I hope this pain's just passing through
E
But I doubt it
A/EE
And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks 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
DD
I'll drink alcohol till 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
DE
And I'm split in half but that'll have to do
A
Have to do ooh
