to think of my task is chilling
to know I was carefully building the mask I was wearing
for two years, swearing I'd tear it off
I've sat in the dark explaining to myself
that I'm straining too hard
for feelings I ought to find easily
called myself Jezebel
I don't believe
before I say that the vows we've made
weigh like a stone in my heart
family is family, don't let this tear us apart
you lie there, an innocent baby
I feel like the thief who is raiding your home
entering and breaking and taking in every room
I know your feelings are tender
inside you the embers still glow
but I'm a shadow, I'm only a bed of blackened coal
call myself Jezebel for wanting to leave
