Burn After Midnight
Track 9 of Mirror Season
[ Lyrics ]
I lit it up and walked away quiet. Left my keys on the counter like a note I never wrote, dressed in silence, no drama, just a coat. You were warm in the lies, so I turned down the heat, let the flame die slow—no smoke, no street. No scream, no scene at the top of the stairs, just the click of my heels dissolving in air. I deleted the version of me that believed, then lit the receipts—watched 'em burn like leaves. No tears on the dashboard, no songs in the rain, just a cold kind of justice, no need to explain. You won't see me breaking—you won’t see me crack. I gave you the silence... and burned it right back. I lit it up and walked away quiet, no anger in my stride, just peace in the firelight. You thought I'd beg, thought I'd comply— I let go with a match and a final goodnight. Your name used to tremble me, now it just fades, like smoke through the curtains on late summer days. I drove past your block with the windows rolled up, saw your shadow jump—didn’t flinch, didn’t stop. You called me unstable, said I’d lose my mind, but the coldest revenge is the one left behind. No proof, no trace, just the ghost of a flame, and the quietest burn that you never saw came. No cursing your mother, no drunk in the rain, just me in the mirror—no shadow, no chain. You taught me the burn... now I'm fireproof, exacting. This ain’t rage— this is freedom in action. One match, one moment, one choice in the dark. No script, no stage, no need for the spark. You lit the first flame when you called me 'too much', so I learned how to love what the ashes could touch. I lit it up and walked away quiet, no guilt in my lungs, no reason to fight. You wanted a war? I gave you a pyre— cooled by the wind, lit by my own desire. I lit it up and walked away quiet... Burn after midnight... I lit it up... and never looked back. Ash on the pavement, wind took the rest. No letter, no warning, no need to confess. Just me… and the quiet.