John Mayer - Why Georgia

I am driving up 85 in the

kind of morning that lasts all afternoon

I'm just stuck inside the gloom


4 more exits to my apartment but

I am tempted to keep the car in drive

and leave it all behind


cause I wander sometimes

about the outcome

Of a still verdictless life

am I living it right

am I living it right

am I living it right

why, why Georgia, why


rent a room and I fill the spaces with

wood and places to make it feel like home

but all I feel's alone


it might be a quarter life crisis

or just the stirring in my soul

either way


I wonder sometimes

about the outcome

of a still verdictless life

am I living it right

am I living it right

am I living it right

why, why Georgia, why


so what so I've got a smile on

It's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head


don't believe me

don't you dare believe me

when I say I've got it down


everybody is just a stranger

but that's the danger in going my own way

I guess it's a price I have to pay

still everything happens for a reason

is no reason not to ask yourself if you are

living it right


are you living it right

are you living it right

why, why Georgia, why?
I am driving up 85 in the

kind of morning that lasts all afternoon

I'm just stuck inside the gloom


4 more exits to my apartment but

I am tempted to keep the car in drive

and leave it all behind


cause I wander sometimes

about the outcome

Of a still verdictless life

am I living it right

am I living it right

am I living it right

why, why Georgia, why


rent a room and I fill the spaces with

wood and places to make it feel like home

but all I feel's alone


it might be a quarter life crisis

or just the stirring in my soul

either way


I wonder sometimes

about the outcome

of a still verdictless life

am I living it right

am I living it right

am I living it right

why, why Georgia, why


so what so I've got a smile on

It's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head


don't believe me

don't you dare believe me

when I say I've got it down


everybody is just a stranger

but that's the danger in going my own way

I guess it's a price I have to pay

still everything happens for a reason

is no reason not to ask yourself if you are

living it right


are you living it right

are you living it right

why, why Georgia, why?

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