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Cole Swindell

Some Habits

 

Some Habits

(album: Stereotype - 2022)


Yeah, I'm rough around the edges
On the surface I ain't perfect
Still need a little smoothing out
It's hard to shift gears
After years of going one way
And one day turning around
But like water tanks, barns and rusted junk cars
Get saved by a coat of paint
It takes somebody like you to make a sinner like me
Wanna try and be a little more saint cause

Good bourbon is hard to put down
That high road is hard to stay on
That good book gets hard to pick up
That old me is hard to turn off
Girl, I've been trying like hell
Might be getting ahead of myself
But the longer I love you, the more I know
Some habits ain't meant to be broke

Yeah, habits like lying next to you
Like making you laugh
Like filling up a wall full of photographs
Like learning how to listen
Red light quick kissing
Sunday morning amens, third pew forgiven
Like hometown walking, mean nothing talking
Together every setting sundown
Like through the house dancing
And hardwood catching
Our clothes falling to the ground

Good bourbon is hard to put down
That high road is hard to stay on
That good book gets hard to pick up
That old me is hard to turn off
Girl, I've been trying like hell
Might be getting ahead of myself
But the longer I love you, the more I know
Some habits ain't meant to be broke

Yeah, a man's gotta know when it's time to let go
What he's gotta outgrow and can't
And as long as it's you
That I don't gotta lose then everything else I can

Yeah, good bourbon is hard to put down
That high road is hard to stay on
That good book gets hard to pick up
That old me is hard to turn off
Girl, I've been trying like hell
Might be getting ahead of myself
But the longer I love you, the more I know
Some habits ain't meant to be broke

Yeah, some habits ain't meant to be broke
Like loving you, like loving you

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