Mrs. Borderline (BPD Version)
Written by Jesse Rómlárson

Walking through the fire
Igniting her siren
In her mirror eyes
Still chasing love

Her heart is a storm
With no place to land
She builds every man
Like a castle in sand

She drinks to forget
Sex to feel real
Snorts her regrets
Then begs you to heal

Mrs. Borderline
Sex to feel real
Snorts her regrets
Then begs you to heal

Mrs. Borderline
Dancing on a wire
A thousand goodbyes
Wrapped in desire

Crying in the dark
With a cigarette flame
Dreaming in silence
Screaming your name

Mrs. Borderline
Loving like a loaded gun
Dressed in regret
But you’re the one to blame

Warfare
In her soul and mind
Too much,
Too fast,
Ex-sex inside

So real
Unreal
Overwhelmed
Until no feel

Warfare
In her soul and mind
Too much,
Too fast,
Ex-sex inside
So real!
Unreal!
Overwhelmed!
Until no feel…

Warfare…
In her soul and mind…
Too much…
Too fast…