You left the gate half open
Said come on through come on in
I kept my shoes by the door
Like you were coming back again
You fed me little maybes
Sweet as sugar on your tongue
I was reaching for tomorrow
While today was coming undone
I should have seen it
I should have known
You were a matchbook promise burning slow
Chasing the false hope
You gave me
Chasing the false hope
Still it changed me
I held that maybe like it saved me
Chasing the false hope
You gave me
You gave me
Now your name is just a bruise
On the inside of my chest
I keep folding up the memory
Trying to make it fit the rest
All those almosts in the hallway
All those yeses out of reach
I was loyal to a shadow
And it left me on my knees
I should have seen it
I should have known
You were a matchbook promise burning slow
Chasing the false hope
You gave me
Chasing the false hope
Still it changed me
I held that maybe like it saved me
Chasing the false hope
You gave me
You gave me
If I hear your footsteps
I won't run
If you hold out a hand now
I'm already done
Done with the almost
Done with the haze
Done calling alive
By your first sweet name
Chasing the false hope
You gave me
Chasing the false hope
Still it changed me
I held that maybe like it saved me
Chasing the false hope
You gave me
You gave me