Reasons - Luke Combs

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 18 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 a part of a bigger plan

But some of them 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 reelin', there’s nothin' 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'

Drownin' in some barroom off the deep end

I got my reasons

I don’t know why them uptown guys sittin' three seats from me

Are raisin' 'em up just as fast as they can put 'em down

Or 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 reelin', there’s nothin' 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'

Drownin' in some barroom 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 and you didn’t have to

You send me reelin', there’s nothin' 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'

Drownin' in some barroom off the deep end

I got my reasons

Woah, I got my reasons

Yeah, I got my reasons