Title Exposed

I just remembered that time at the market
Snuck up behind me and jumped on my shopping cart
And rode down
Isle 5

You looked behind you to smile back at me
Crashed into a rack full of magazines
They asked us
If we could leave

Can't remember what went wrong last september
Though I'm sure you'd remind me if you had to

Our love was
Comfortable and
So broken in

I sleep with this new girl I'm still getting used to
My friends all approve say she's gonna be good for you
They throw me
High fives

She says the bible is all that she reads
And prefers that I not use profanity
Your mouth was
So dirty

Life of the party
And she swears that she's artsy
But you could distinguish
Miles from Coltrane

Our love was
Comfortable and
So broken in

She's perfect
So flawless
Or so they say ay ay ay
Say ay ay ay

She thinks I can't see the smile that she's fakin'
And poses for pictures that are being taken
I loved you
Grey sweat pants
No makeup
So perfect

Our love was
Comfortable and
So broken in

She's perfect
So flawless
I'm not impressed
I want you back


This song explains the title of my blog. Comfortable by John Mayer is my favorite song and those lines really make sense. True love is comfortable. Being comfortable with that special someone even without having them putting on their sunday's best, makeup, having their hair done. So it has no other meaning/significance of the title. It may sound suggestive, but it really isn't.