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Now That’s What I Call Music! 117
Disc 1
01. Stick Season
02. Beautiful Things
03. Lose Control
04. Yes, And?
05. Greedy
06. Get Him Back!
07. Used to Be Young
08. Strangers
09. Water
10. Agora Hills
11. Alibi
12. On My Love
13. Never Be Alone
14. Won’t Forget You
15. We Ain’t Here for Long
16. Pink Friday Girls
17. Nice to Meet You
18. Bad Woman
19. No California
20. A Little More Lost
21. Feather
22. Hold On to Now
23. Loneliness
24. Murder on the Dancefloor
Disc 2
01. Dizzy
02. Houdini
03. Lovin on Me
04. Lil Boo Thang
05. Can’t Get Enough
06. Body Moving
07. Worth It.
08. Nothing Matters
09. Take Me Home, Country Roads
10. One of Your Girls
11. Dance Alone
12. Spicy Margarita
13. When We Were Young (The Logical Song)
14. Heart Still Beating
15. Shooting Star
16. Strong Enough
17. Bitter Sweet Love
18. Just Another Rainbow
19. The Sound of Silence (CYRIL remix)
20. Heather on the Hill
21. Head Underwater
22. Lighthouse
23. All Out of Fight
24. All the Love That I Ever Needed
25. This Life
26. Unwritten
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 'til 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 'til 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 do
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 'til 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