John Mayer Song Quotes

I love you more than songs can say, but I can't keep running after yesterday...

I have a theory that the answers to all of life's major questions can found in a John Mayer song.

How dare you say it's nothing to me? Baby, you're the only light I ever saw.

Everybody is a stranger, but that's the danger in going my own way.

But this is such a "Wheel" moment. That song rocks. The best part is where John Mayer says how our connections are permanent, how if you drift apart from someone there's always a chance you can be part of their life again. How everything comes back around again.

[Wheel] rocks. The best part is where John Mayer says how our connections are permanent, how if you drift apart from someone there's always a chance you can be a part of their life again. How everything comes back around again. I have a theoru that the answers to all og life's major questions can be found in a John Mayer song.

I have a theory that the answers to all of life’s major questions canbe found in a John Mayer song.

What song would lull a snake into submission? "John Mayer?" "Over my dead body." "Could be, Tim, could be.

And when you trust your television, What you get is what you got, Cause when they own the information, oh, They can bend it all they want.

I've come full circle after a long journey, even though I’ve only been at sleep-away camp for two months. But this is such a “Wheel” moment. That song rocks. The best part is where John Mayer says how our connections are permanent, how if you drift apart from someone there’s always a chance you can be part of their life again. How everything comes back around again.

A laugh puffs past my lips as John Mayer starts singing about a woman named Olivia. “Did you request this song?

Fuck, I’ve had this song stuck on repeat for the last week. Do you like John Mayer?” My hands skim his broad shoulders, grazing the knotted muscles that ripple beneath the surface, and I run a palm up the nape of his neck, a strong desire to twine my fingers in the chestnut waves peeking out from his toque. “I love him.” “What’s your favorite song?” My mouth quirks to the side. “I’ve got two.” “Gimme your most favorite first.” My face warms as I avoid his gaze. “‘Slow Dancing in a Burning Room.’” A slow, sad song, two people who are destined to fail together, kind of like whatever the hell it is we’re doing right now. There’s no way this ends well. It’s bound to go up in flames; we’re just denying the inevitable.