Olivia Rodrigo – Stick Season (Guitar)

       C
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined

            Gsus4
You must've had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive

             Am
Because your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign

F
Kept on drivin' straight and left our future to the right

         C
Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't face

         Gsus4
And memories are somethin' even smoking weed cannot replace

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

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

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

     Gsus4
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed

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

          F
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas

        C
And I'll dream each night of some version of you

    Gsus4
That I might not have, but I did not lose

         Am
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes

       F                          Gsus4    G  C
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do

     C
So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad

             Gsus4
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from Dad

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

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

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

     Gsus4
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed

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

          F
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas

        C
And I'll dream each night of some version of you

    Gsus4
That I might not have, but I did not lose

         Am
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes

       F                          Gsus4    G  C
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do

                     Gsus4
Oh, that'll have to do

               Am
My other half was you

                        F
I hope this pain's just passin' through

       Gsus4  G
But I doubt it

     C
Ay, I love Vermont, but it's the season of the sticks

     Gsus4
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed

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

          F
I'll drink alcohol 'til my friends come home for Christmas

        C
And I'll dream each night of some version of you

    Gsus4
That I might not have, but I did not lose

         Am
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes

       F                          Gsus4    G
And I'm split in half, but that'll have to do

Gsus4       G  C
    Have to do