[Verse 1] I saw you in the back row, third seat from the window Tall and focused, pen in hand, you never looked up once I got your number from Jessica, typed and deleted forty times Sent "Hey, it's me from class" at 2 AM You left me on read for three whole weeks [Pre-Chorus] But I caught you staring when you thought I couldn't see Your eyes would find me then you'd bury them in your textbooks Maybe timing's just a cruel thing Maybe you're just out of reach [Chorus] We were almost something before we were nothing at all I was reaching, you were running toward a different finish line Now you're reaching and I'm running from the way you let me fall We keep missing each other in the same hallway Almost something, never quite enough Almost back to you, but almost isn't love [Verse 2] Fast forward past the part where you finally saw me Past the part where I became the only thing you'd see You joined my book club Thursday, sat three chairs behind me Your cologne still finds me even when I don't want it to She left you too, I heard—guess karma's got good timing [Pre-Chorus] My friends say "Girl, he's staring," I say "I don't care" They laugh because they know I'm checking if you're there You open up your mouth but nothing ever comes I guess guilt is heavier than what we were [Chorus] We were almost something before we were nothing at all I was reaching, you were running toward a different finish line Now you're reaching and I'm running from the way you let me fall We keep missing each other in the same hallway Almost something, never quite enough Almost back to you, but almost isn't love [Bridge] I used to beg for one text back Now you're begging for a second chance Isn't it funny how the script just flips? You had your exam, you passed, you won Then you threw away the only prize that mattered And God, I want to let you in My heart's a traitor to my skin But wanting you and trusting you are different kinds of pain And I've already bled enough to know the difference now [Chorus] We were almost something before we were nothing at all I was reaching, you were running, said you had no time to fall Now you're reaching and I'm running from the lie you fed me whole We keep missing each other, always have and always will Almost something, never quite enough Almost back to you, but almost isn't love [Outro] You're in the parking lot again I see you see me through the glass Frozen like that day in class When I was the one who couldn't make you stay Almost isn't love Almost never lasts