Chords for Taylor Swift - ‘tis the damn season (Official Lyric Video)

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_ [Bb] _ If I wanted to know [F]
who you were hanging with While I was gone I [C] would have [Bb] asked you
It's the kind of [F] cold, bogs up windshield glass But I felt it when I [Bb] passed you
There's an ache in you, [F]
but there by the ache in me
_ [C] But _ [Bb] _ if it's all the same [F] to you, it's the same to me
_ [C] So we could call [F] it even, you could call me babe for the _ weekend
Tis the damn season, write this down [Dm] I'm staying at my parents' [Bb]
house
[Dm] And the road I'm taking looks real [C] good now And it always leads to you [G]
and [C] my hometown
I _ [F] _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ parked my [F] car right between the _ Methodist And the school that [C] used to be [Bb] ours
_ _ The holidays [F]
linger like bad perfume You can run but [C] only so [Bb] far
I escaped it too, [F]
remember how you watched me leave
_ _ [C] _
_ [Bb] _ But if it's okay with you, [F] it's okay with _ me
[C]
We could [F] call it even, you could call me babe for the weekend
_ Tis the damn season, write this down I'm staying at my parents' house
And the road I'm [Dm] taking looks real [F] good now
Time flies, I see it's the mud on your truck tires Now I miss you, though a smile'd hear me out
We could just ride around And the road I'm taking looks real good now
[C] And it always leads to you [F]
[C] and my _ hometown _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ Sleeping half the day, just for old [F] time's [C] sake
I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay
So I'll go [F] back to LA and the so-called friends who write books about me
If I ever make it, [Dm] I wonder about the only soul who can tell which smiles I'm faking
[C] And the heart I know I'm breaking is my own _ _ _ _
[Bb] To leave the warmest bed [F]
I've ever [C] _ [F] known
_ _ We could [Bb] call it even, _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
even [Bb] though I'm leaving
_ [F] And _ _ _ _ _ _ I'll be [Bb] yours for the weekend
_ [F]
Tis the damn season, _ _ we could call it even
You could call me gay for the weekend
_ Tis the damn season, write [Dm] this down I'm staying at my parents' house
And the road I'm taking looks real good [F] now
Time flies, I see it's the mud on your truck tires Now I miss you, though a smile'd hear [Dm] me out
We could just ride around And the road I'm taking looks real [C] good now
And it always leads to you [F] and [C] my hometown
_ _ It [F] _
_ [Bb] always leads to you [F]
and my hometown
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