Ashtray

I'll let you in a little secret of mine
They know me as the sad girl, damaged goods
So strong or so fragile, so sweet and sacrificial
Do you think they noticed blood dripping from my lips at the same time I poured honey in my words?

I'll let you in a little secret of mine
When I see myself in the mirror, I have to tilt my head to see both victim and executioner
Do you think they had the time to tilt their heads and adjust the light, or just saw whatever they liked the best?

I'll let you in a little secret of mine
I'm not the hero of the story, nor am I the villain
I am the one who burns bridges without a second thought, dumps the matches and gasoline in the river and calls for help
And when help arrives, I swear I don't know how this happened,
While I wipe off the ashes on my face.