In the heat of the summer
I remember the ways you looked at me
Said you wish I was older
You had a thing for 1983
I was born a believer
I believe in the way you call to me
Like a dance-hall choir
Singing out in broken revelry

Hey! I really wanna see you again, but I’m thinking
Hey! It’s hard for me to just be your friend

You do something to me
That I can’t explain away
You’re killing me with chemistry
All these words in my head
That I probably shouldn’t take
But I say them anyway
You’re killing me with chemistry
(You’re killing me with chemistry)
(You’re killing me with chemistry)

You had love for the mix tape
With your feet on the dashboard of my car
Said you couldn’t remember
The last time you heard your favorite song
Sang it out for the sinners
Slowly passing by out on the road
With your hand on my hand
Said: I know a place that we can go

Hey, I really wanna go there again, but I’m thinking
Hey, you know we never go there as friends

Honey, you do something to me
That I can’t explain away
You’re killing me with chemistry
All these words in my head
That I probably shouldn’t take
But I say them anyway
You’re killing me with chemistry

(You’re killing me with chemistry)
(You’re killing me with chemistry)
(You’re killing me with chemistry)
(You’re killing me with chemistry)

I don’t know why
But you just fit right
I don’t know why
But you just fit right

You do something to me
That I can’t explain away
You’re killing me with chemistry
All these words in my head
That I probably shouldn’t take
But I say them anyway
You’re killing me with chemistry