CMT Crossroad with John Mayer I am driving up eighty five in the Kind of morning that lasts all afternoon I'm just stuck inside the gloom Four 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 is alone It might be a quarter life crisis Or just the stirring in my soul Either way 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 So what so Ive got a smile on Its hiding the quiet superstitions in my head Dont believe me Dont you dare believe me When I say Ive got it down Everybody is just a stranger But thats the danger in going my own way I guess its 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, tell me why, why, why, Georgia, why This is my first tab...and constructive criticism is appreciated. jbodden [email protected]