John Mayer - Why Georgia



I am driving up 85 in the

Kind of morning that lasts all afternoon

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 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?



I rent a room and I fill the spaces with

Wood in 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



So what, so I＇ve got a smile on

But it＇s hiding the quiet superstitions in my head

Don＇t 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 the price I have to pay

Still ＂everything happens for a reason＂

Is no reason not to ask myself 

If I am living it right

Am I living it right?

Am I living it right?

Why, tell me why

Why, why Georgia, why?





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