'tis The Damn Season

Intro Bb/D C4 Bb C4 [Verso 1] Bb C4 If I wanted to know who you were hanging with C4 While I was gone, I would have asked you Bb C4 It's the kind of cold, fogs up windshield glass C4 But I felt it when I passed you Bb C4 There's an ache in you, put there by the ache in me Bb But if it's all the same to you C4 It's the same to me [Refrão] F So we could call it even F You could call me "babe" for the weekend Dm 'Tis the damn season, write this down Dm I'm stayin' at my parents' house Dm And the road not taken looks real good now C C4 C C4 And it always leads to you in my hometown [Verso 2] Bb C4 I parkеd my car right between the Methodist C4 And thе school that used to be ours Bb C4 The holidays linger like bad perfume C4 You can run, but only so far Bb C4 I escaped it too, remember how you watched me leave Bb C4 But if it's okay with you, it's okay with me [Refrão] F So we could call it even F You could call me "babe" for the weekend Dm 'Tis the damn season, write this down Dm I'm stayin' at my parents' house Dm And the road not taken looks real good now F Time flies, messy as the mud on your truck tires F Dm Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out Dm We could just ride around Dm And the road not taken looks real good now C C4 C C4 And it always leads to you in my hometown [Ponte] F Dm Sleep in half the day just for old times' sake C I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay F So I'll go back to L.A. and the so-called friends F Who'll write books about me, if I ever make it Dm And wonder about the only soul Dm Who can tell which smiles I'm fakin’ C C4 C C4 And the heart I know I'm breakin' is my own Bb C To leave the warmest bed I've ever known Bb C We could call it even Bb C Even though I'm leavin’ Bb And I'll be yours for the weekend C 'Tis the damn season [Refrão] F So we could call it even F You could call me "babe" for the weekend Dm 'Tis the damn season, write this down Dm I'm stayin' at my parents' house Dm And the road not taken looks real good now F Time flies, messy as the mud on your truck tires F Dm Now I'm missing your smile, hear me out Dm We could just ride around Dm And the road not taken looks real good now C C4 C C4 And it always leads to you in my hometown Bb C C4 Bb C4 And it always leads to you in my hometown