John Mayer Quotes

You be the DJ, I'll be the driver,
You put your feet up in the getaway car.
I'm flying fast like a, a wanted man.
I want you, baby, like you can't understand.<p>Oh, love on the weekend,
Love on the weekend.
We found a message in a bottle we were drinking.

I know if it was the Time 99, I would've been off the list.

Me and all my friends
We're all misunderstood.
They say we stand for nothing and
There's no way we ever could.
Now we see everything that's going wrong
With the world and those who lead it.
We just feel like we don't have the means
To rise above and beat it.<p>So we keep waiting,
Waiting on the world to change.
We keep on waiting,
Waiting on the world to change.
It's hard to beat the system
When we're standing at a distance.
So we keep waiting,
Waiting on the world to change.

I won't ever get on stage at a comedy club when people know about it.

Sheryl's heroes are in black and white photos, and so are mine.

When you’re dreaming with a broken heart,
The waking up is the hardest part.

Goodbye cold, goodbye rain,
Goodbye sorrow, and goodbye shame.<p>I'm headed out west with my headphones on,
Boarded a flight with a song in the back of my soul
And no one knows
I just found out her ghost left town
The queen of California is stepping down, down.

Belief is a beautiful armor
But makes for the heaviest sword.
Like punching underwater,
You never can hit who you're trying for.
Some need the exhibition
And some have to know they tried,
It's the chemical weapon for the war that's ragin' on inside.

I know a girl;
She puts the color inside of my world.
But she's just like a maze
Where all of the walls all continually change.
And I've done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands.
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me.<p>Fathers, be good to your daughters,
Daughters will love like you do.
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers,
So mothers, be good to your daughters too.

Oh, you can't make yourself stop dreaming
Who you're dreaming of.
If it's who you love,
Then it's who you love.

There's a real self-serving element to hip-hop that threatens its life span.

Sometimes it feels like my life is just one long day.

Something about the way your hair falls in your face
I love the shape you take when crawling towards the pillowcase
You tell me where to go and
Though I might leave to find it,
I'll never let your head hit the bed
Without my hand behind it.<p>And if you want love,
We'll make it.
Swim in a deep sea
Of blankets.
Take all your big plans
And break them,
This is bound to be a while.

The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when Sad tries to bite its lip and not cry and smile and go, "No, I'm happy for you?" That's when it's really sad.

I was born in the arms of imaginary friends,
Free to roam, made a home out of everywhere I've been.
Then you come crashing in, like the realest thing,
Trying my best to understand all that your love can bring.<p>Oh half of my heart's got a grip on the situation;
Half of my heart takes time.
Half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you
That I can't keep loving you (can't keep loving you)
Oh, with half of my heart.