Lyrics

Reason

Don’t need a reason for everything I do
I got a reason to talk to you
He’d lose his mind at the drop of a hat, it’s true
Now just look what he did to you

Walk away, pack your bags, get on the bus, get out of town
The door is open here

If I could I’d kill him right where he stands
You that creep ain’t no kind of man

Walk away, pack your bags, get on the bus, get out of town
The door is open here

Don’t need a reason for everything I do
I got a reason to talk to you