used to you

Luke Combs

That old phone of mine
2: 39 AM
When I got the call
Half asleep
Thought it was a dream
But it wasn t after all

That old dog of yours
Sitting on the porch
Waits for you to come home
Little does he know
That you won t
Be walking through that door

I just leave him alone
Cause letting go don t come that easily
Most of the time, I can get by
It s just a little hard on me

But I m getting used to that old truck of yours
Sitting out in the drive
I m getting used to you not being there
At church on Sunday night
I m getting used to the radio playing
Without you singing along
But I ll never get used to you being gone

That old rocking chair
Sitting over there
It don t rock no more
And that old six string
Ain t played a thing
Been awhile since it s hummed a chord

I just leave em alone cause letting go
Don t come that easily
Most of the time
I can get by
It s just a little hard on me

But I m getting used to that old truck of yours
Sitting out in the drive
I m getting used to you not being there
At church on Sunday night
I m getting used to the radio playing

Without you singing along
But I ll never get used to you being gone
There s a lot of things in this ole world I can stand
But when it comes to losing you
I just can t

Yeah, I m getting used to that old truck of yours
Sitting out in the drive
I m getting used to you not being there
At church on Sunday night
I m getting used to the radio playing
Without you singing along

But I ll never get used to
No, I ll never get used to you being gone
Yeah, being gone
I m never getting used to you being gone