Ah, the sweet, intoxicating aroma of love gone awry. Mayer's tune is a poetic confession of a man who has had one too many, knocking on the door of his past flame, Rosie. He's not here to stir up old drama or reclaim lost territory (he's cool with her new beau's stuff lying around), but to find solace in the familiarity of their shared history 🕰️. Our protagonist pleads for shelter from the metaphorical 'January rain', symbolizing his current state of desolation and despair ☔. The repeated requests to be led back to her room and hear her tune suggest a yearning for comfort and connection that only Rosie can provide. Ah, the things we do for love... or perhaps it's just the whiskey talking!
