Is it the coffee?
Or maybe the pills in the morning but
We might like our Chemistry set, a little bit too much
Whether it’s wine in the evening or
Bowls before eating but
We might like our chemistry set, a little bit too much

I think everybody at this brunch table is sad
A little champagne with some OJ just to forget the past
And if it all comes down to picking between boredom and suffering
I think I’ll always choose suffering

I know why you keep leaving(Tryna fix your chemistry)
I was nervous all evening(Can we fix our chemistry?)
This might be the making of just a memory
That feeling is fading, it’s just a memory

There’s a Guitar in the corner of your living room
I picked it up and started plucking while you were getting your chemistry set the way you like it
You sat and smiled in silence
I Couldn’t help but wonder who entertained you before me
Was his chemistry not set the way you like it?
And if we manage to get ours set
Is our future something worth trying?

And he sacrificed his sanity to pay for her security
And every night she falls asleep smiling
Are we living in a gray twilight that knows not victory or defeat?

I know why you keep leaving(Tryna fix your chemistry)
I was nervous all evening(Can we fix our chemistry?)
This might be the making of just a memory
That feeling is fading, it’s just a memory

I’m turning 29 this year I’m pushing 30 for real
My 10 year high school reunion’s in November
I fear that I might show up wet and reckless
I’ll be coming off tour with Gold Necklace
I said it in "Self Aware" I’m more out of control than ever
Finally got that decade under the influence come this September
(We used to be this dying breed…)
I sit and sip wine on this Bakersfield night
Searching for a feeling that we had at one time
I see you in this asian girl I met recently
I get nervous tryna convince her of my decency
She asked me “Who did you vote for?”
I Lied and said “Biden of course”
She smiled in relief
I Can’t let her find out I’m not even registered
We took a sip of sake just to balance out our chemistry
My LA tongue is weary trying not to be embarrassing
I still don’t understand what qualifies as “problematic”
People relate to my music and I don’t understand them
In a world where I’m one tweet away from losing my job
I’ve come to understand that I will just never be enough for them
Enough for them
Could I be enough for you?
Cuz I’m not enough for them
Could I be good for you?
Cuz I’m truly not good for them

Your father pulled me aside and said, “Love will never be like the movies”
“Will you waste my daughters time?”
“Will you give up when she gets moody?”
Will I drown in this fountain of youth before I get on your insurance?
I’m poor excuse for an adult… and…
I’m still tryna find out…
Could I be enough for you?
Cuz I’m not enough for them
Could I be good for you?
Cuz I’m truly not good for them
Could I be enough for you?
Cuz I’m not enough for them
Could I be good for you?
Cuz I’m truly not that good