Noah Kahan - Stick Season Chords
As you [A]promised me that I was more than all the miles combined You must’ve [E]had yourself a change of heart like half way through the drive Because your [F#m]voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign [D]Kept on driving straight and left my future to the right
Now I am [A]stuck between my anger and the blame that I can’t face And [E]memories something even smoking weed can’t replace And I am [F#m]terrified of weather cause I see you when it rains [D]Doc told me to travel but there’s Covid on the planes
Now I am fucked, [A]I’m fucked, [E]and I suck, and you suck, [F#m]and this sucks, yeah I’m [D]fucked
And I [A]love Vermont but it’s the season of the sticks And I [E]saw your mom and she forgot that I existed And it’s [F#m]half my fault I’m just playin to be the victim [D]I’ll drink alcohol till my friends come home for Christmas
And I’ll [A]dream each night of some version of you That I [E]might not have but I did not lose now Now you’re [F#m]tire tracks and one pair of shoes And I’m [D]split in half but that’ll [E]have to do.
[A] [E] [F#m] [D] Was I [A]wrong to think that putting something good on all my bad might’ve [E]cancelled out the darkness that I got from mom and dad and I [F#m]am scared of being funny cause I miss the way you laugh you [D]once called me forever now you will not call me back.
And I [A]love Vermont but it’s the season of the sticks And I [E]saw your mom and she forgot that I existed And it’s [F#m]half my fault I’m just playin to be the victim [D]I’ll drink alcohol till my friends come home for Christmas
And I’ll [A]dream each night of some version of you That I [E]might not have but I did not lose now Now you’re [F#m]tire tracks and one pair of shoes And I’m [D]split in half but that’ll [E]have to do.
[A] [E] [F#m] [D] As you [A]promised me that I was more than all the miles combined You must’ve [E]had yourself a change of heart like half way through the drive Because your [F#m]voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign [D]Kept on driving straight and left my future to the right
And I [A]love Vermont but it’s the season of the sticks And I [E]saw your mom and she forgot that I existed And it’s [F#m]half my fault I’m just playin to be the victim [D]I’ll drink alcohol till my friends come home for Christmas
And I’ll [A]dream each night of some version of you That I [E]might not have but I did not lose now Now you’re [F#m]tire tracks and one pair of shoes And I’m [D]split in half but that’ll [E]have to do. [A]