No Easy Version
Show Chords
| Intro: |
| 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 |
| And memories are something |
| Even smoking weed does not replace |
| And I am terrified of weather |
| 'cause I see you when it rains |
| And doc told me to travel |
| But there's COVID on the planes |
| And I, love Vermont |
| But it's the season of the sticks |
| And I, saw your mom |
| She forgot that I existed |
| And it's, half my fault but |
| I just like to play the victim |
| I'll drink alcohol 'til my |
| Friends come home for Christmas |
| And I'll, dream each night |
| Of some version of you |
| That I, might not have but |
| I did not lose |
| Now you're tire tracks and |
| One pair of shoes |
| And I'm split in half but |
| That'll have to do |
| So I thought that if I piled |
| Something good on all my bad |
| That I could cancel out the |
| Darkness I inherited from dad |
| No and I'm no longer funny |
| But I miss the way you laugh |
| You once called me forever |
| Now you still can't call me back |
| And I, love Vermont |
| But it's the season of the sticks |
| And I, saw your mom |
| She forgot that I existed |
| And it's, half my fault but |
| I just like to play the victim |
| I'll drink alcohol 'til my |
| Friends come home for Christmas |
| And I'll, dream each night |
| Of some version of you |
| That I, might not have but |
| I did not lose |
| Now you're tire tracks and |
| One pair of shoes |
| And I'm split in half but |
| That'll have to do |
| Oh that'll have to do |
| My other half was you |
| I hope this pain's just passing |
| Through |
| But I doubt it |
| Bridge: |
| x2 |
| And I, love Vermont |
| But it's the season of the sticks |
| And I, saw your mom |
| She forgot that I existed |
| And it's, half my fault but |
| I just like to play the victim |
| I'll drink alcohol 'til my |
| Friends come home for Christmas |
| And I'll, dream each night |
| Of some version of you |
| That I, might not have but |
| I did not lose |
| Now you're tire tracks and |
| One pair of shoes |
| And I'm split in half but |
| That'll have to do |
| Have to do |
|
Noah Kahan |
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