I Am Driving Up 85 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
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 Wooden Places To Make
It Feel Like Home But All I Feel′s Alone
It Might Be A Quarter Life Crisis Or
Just A 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 But It's Hiding The Quiet
Superstitions In My Head Don′t Believe Me 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 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 Am I
Living It Right? Am I Living It Right? Why,
Tell Me Why Why, Why Georgia Why?