Luke Combs - Reasons

I don't know why you can't buy wine 'round here on Sundays
Or an ice cold beer at a college football game
I don't know why at eighteen mama gave me a curfew
But it was, "son you're under my roof, then you're under my rules"
I guess it's all apart of a bigger plan
Some of it I'll never understand

But they got their reasons just like you
When you walked out of my life when you didn't have to
You send me reeling, there's nothing I can do
About you takin' my heart and breakin' it right in two
So if you see me soaking in these thoughts I'm thinkin'
Drowin' in some bar room off the deep end
I got my reasons

I don't know why them uptown guys sittin' three seats from me
Raisin' 'em up just as fast as they can put 'em down
Why that old timer wants the Yankees on the TV
And the barkeep keeps buyin' that one girl free rounds

But they got their reasons just like you
When you walked out of my life when you didn't have to
You send me reeling, there's nothing I can do
About you takin' my heart and breakin' it right in two
So if you see me soaking in these thoughts I'm thinkin'
Drowin' in some bar room off the deep end
I got my reasons

Some are good, and some are bad
Some are true, and some are sad
Everyone's got some, but I need one that brings you back

We all got our reasons, just like you
When you walked out of my life when you didn't have to
You send me reeling, there's nothing I can do
About you takin' my heart and breakin' it right in two
So if you see me soaking in these thoughts I'm thinkin'
Drowin' in some bar room off the deep end
I got my reasons
Whoa, I got my reasons
Yeah, I got my reasons

Written by:
James McNair, Luke Combs, Ray Fulcher

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