Lyric

We share a couch

But not a future

You pour your tea

I stir my doubts

You trace my palm

Like you can read me

But every time

You pull your hand away

Every time we almost make it

Something in you hesitates

You look down and change the subject

Laugh it off

Say “it’s getting late”

Every time we almost make it

I can feel my heartbeat race

Then you build another border

Right between our mouths and fate

We miss our stop

On purpose

Maybe

You lean on me

Like I’m your bed

You say my name

Like it’s a question

Like you’re afraid

Of how it ends

Every time we almost say it

Your brave eyes go somewhere else

You squeeze tight

Then start a story

Like you never needed help

Every time we almost say it

I can taste the words we hide

You pretend you didn’t feel it

I pretend I’m satisfied

Your mother calls

You hit decline

You roll your eyes

Then roll to me

Our noses touch

But not for long

You turn your face

And kiss my cheek

Every time we almost hold it

Like the kind that doesn’t break

You go searching for your sweater

Act like you just need some space

Every time we almost hold it

Like a promise we could keep

You go quiet in the doorway

I stay talking in my sleep

We stand outside

Your rusted doorway

Your keys get stuck

You curse

Then laugh

I watch your lips

They shake a little

You say “goodnight”

Like “please

Don’t ask”

Tell me why we circle back

To the edge and never jump

Why your fingers find my collar

Then retreat like they’re afraid to trust

Tell me

Are you saving us

Or just scared of what we’d lose (Yeah)

’Cause I’m worn from all these almosts

But I still reach out for you (For you)

Every time we almost choose this

Streetlight halos crown your hair

You lean in like final answers

Then you breathe

And leave it there

Every time we almost choose this

I walk home in borrowed pain

’Cause we’re almost something perfect

Every time

We stay the same