John Mayer

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 myself if I'm
Living it right