Stick Season Songtext

von Noah Kahan

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Der Songtext "Stick Season" von Noah Kahan beschäftigt sich mit dem Schmerz, den eine gescheiterte Beziehung hinterlasse...

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
′Cause 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
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 '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 ooh ooh

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
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 '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 ooh ooh

Oh, that′ll have to
My other half was you
I hope this pain's just passing through
But I doubt it

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 ooh