All these questions on my mind
Like I'm never satisfied
But get all I need, more than I need to get by
It's gettin' heavy on my brain
Too busy tryna make a name
It's like when get some, the more I want, the love fades
Why I always gotta be perfect?
Sometimes, I go, I try to make everything so perfect
But it's not and it's cool
'Cause it's real when it's true
How high is high enough?
How far is far is enough?
How much is too much?
When is enough enough?
How rich is rich enough?
How strong is strong enough?
I'm scared of losing touch
So when is enough enough?
When did I get so distracted?
It's like my words don't match my actions
I lose my clarity, but I'll get back to me in no time
Three dots and no reply
Feeling like it's social suicide
But when I clear my mind, it's kinda nice here in the quiet
Why I always gotta be perfect?
Sometimes, I go, I try to make everything so perfect
But it's not and it's cool
'Cause it's real when it's true, yeah
How high is high enough?
How far is far is enough?
How much is too much?
When is enough enough?
How rich is rich enough?
How strong is strong enough?
I'm scared of losing touch
So when is enough enough?
(Ah yeah)
(Ah yeah)
Ah yeah
Ah yeah
So here's that part in the song where
Where you just, you just, uh
I dunno, you just gotta hit me
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa