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