كلمات 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