The Thrill of Almost

Last night I slept in your favorite band's shirt
And it felt kind of special but maybe detrimental
Shut eye, I wept till my teeth hurt
And it felt kind of hateful but maybe sentimental

Forgetting details of your face
Feels like forgetting my own name
But perhaps it's not my place
If we were never something anyway

But it was a really convincing dopamine high
So much so I could've sworn that you were mine
A near miss and a quick kiss, so I put it all on the line
Maybe I just liked the feeling of getting so damn close
Maybe what I'm missing is the thrill of almost

Was it you or just the rush
Of wanting something I can't have?
I couldn't help but feel excited
Even when I went home crying

Delusion of mine told me I was onto something
If you were close enough to hurt me
Then you were close enough to love me

Forgetting details of your face
Feels like forgetting my own name
But perhaps it's not my place
If we were never something anyway

But it was a really convincing dopamine high
So much so I could've sworn that you were mine
A near miss and a quick kiss, so I put it all on the line
Maybe I just liked the feeling of getting so damn close
Maybe what I'm missing is the thrill of almost

Almost getting everything I want
Almost being somebody's someone
Almost, almost, almost, almost having you

Almost getting everything I want
Almost being somebody's someone
Almost, almost, almost, almost having you



Credits
Writer(s): Maxwell Mcmahon
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