音樂影片
音樂影片
積分
演出藝人
Noah Kahan
聲樂
Gabe Simon
打擊樂
詞曲
Noah Kahan
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Noah Kahan
製作人
Gabe Simon
製作人
Konrad Snyder
錄音師
Ryan Hewitt
混音師
Jordan Silva
助理混音師
Ted Jensen
母帶工程師
歌詞
[Verse 1]
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined
You must've 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 drivin' 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 somethin' even smoking weed does not replace
And I am terrified of weather 'cause I see you when it rains
Doc told me to travel, but there's COVID on the planes
[Chorus]
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 till 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
[Verse 2]
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, I am no longer funny 'cause I miss the way you laugh
You once called me "forever," now you still can't call me back
[Chorus]
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 till 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
[Verse 3]
Oh, that'll have to do
My other half was you
I hope this pain's just passin' through
But I doubt it
[Chorus]
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 till 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
Written by: Noah Kahan
