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 Because I wonder sometimes About the outcome Of a still verdictless life [REFRÃO] Am I living it right? Am I living it right? Am I living it right? 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 Because I wonder sometimes About the outcome Of a still verdictless life [REFRÃO] 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 [REFRÃO]
