Borderline

Go ahead
Throw me the rope you know I’m too afraid to take
Hand me the vase you know I’ll drop
And watch it shatter, watch me fumble for the pieces
You’ve got me comfortable
In this pit that you dug just for me
You’ve seen how I tend to stay
When I know I’m supposed to leave

Wearing the clothes of a girl you wish you were today
But you’ll change out of them when the sun comes up
And now you’re trying my clothes, wearing my clothes, it’s my turn
But none of them fit, none of them fit none of them fit

I was the one who wouldn’t leave
You always loved to watch me bleed
I know you get a sick pleasure
I hope it makes you feel better
To know you’re killing me

Don’t say you miss me
I learned my lesson last time I fell into your trap
Don’t say you miss me
I should rip your throat out for what you’ve done to me