[Chorus]
You love Vermont, but it taught you to be cold
'Cause when you saw my mom she said you went to cross the road
And it's half my fault but I've always held my hands up
You're a tortured soul and I'm what's left of your fan club
I dream each night of some version of you
That I wish you were, you wish you were too
Now I'm tire tracks and a tired sigh
'Cause if we're split in half you're the reason why