So I love John Mayer. And Andi loves John Mayer. And the majority of my friends over 30 do NOT love John Mayer. But that’s okay, because it’s one of those things that Andi and I bond over. It’s kind of one of the things that she and her college friends have a “thing” for, and they were kind enough to invite me in to their club. It makes me feel honored.
But, there’s a song that John has done that really always just lets me escape for just a few minutes. So, here we go, the lyrics to one of my favorite JM songs.
Slow Dancing in a Burning Room
It's not a silly little moment It's not the storm before the calm This is the deep and dyin breath of this love we've been workin on Can't seem to hold you like I want to so I can feel you in my arms Nobody's gonna come and save you we pulled to many false alarms We're goin down and you can see it too We're goin down and you know that we're doomed my dear we're slow dancing in a burnin room I was the one you always dreamed of you were the one i tried to draw how dare you say it's nothin to me baby, you're the only light I ever saw I made the most of all the sadness you'd be a bitch because you can you try to hit me just hurt me so you leave me feelin dirty cuz you can't understand We're goin down and you can see it too We're goin down and you know that we're doomed my dear we're slow dancing in a burnin room Go cry about it why don't you Go cry about it why don't you Go cry about it why don't you my dear, we're slow dancin in a burnin room burnin room, burnin room don't you think we oughta know by now don't you think we shoulda learned somehow don't you think we oughta know by now don't you think we shoulda learned somehow don't you think we oughta know by now don't you think we shoulda learned somehow don't you think we shoulda learned somehow don't you think we shoulda learned somehow don't you think we shoulda learned somehow don't you think we shoulda learned somehow

Posted by Andi on June 5, 2009 at 7:07 pm
My name is Andi!
Posted by Nickolas on June 7, 2009 at 12:31 am
Gosh, I LUUUUURRRRRVVVVE John C. Mayer. He’s so dreamy!
We are talking about John C. Mayer, the Broadway producer of “A Ship Comes In” (1934)?
John C. Mayer, the theoretical computer scientist?
How about John C. Meyer, the World War II flying ace?
No?
You mean that weepy goof that got dumped by Jennifer Aniston because of his inability to keep his Tweet out of his hand? That one?
Yep. He sucks.