after you left and burnt the down you tried to convince me that it was i who was holding the matches. you told me that i didn't know who i was, but i do.

A woman always on the street called me a ditch
"A ditch on my block," she said
I just want my mind to be a clear glass
Clear glass with nothing in my head

I keep thinking, "Surely, somebody will save me"
At every turn, I learn that no one will
I just want my mind to be a clear glass
Clear glass with nothing instead