Well, I suppose it could be interpreted that way, but I wrote it because I always told people I was fine when I really wasn’t, and there were times I would just sit there and cry and whenever I’d stop, I would remind myself I had no one to blame but myself for what happened and I’d cry again. And then when I would think about whether I’d ever have a relationship again, I would tell myself I was a dirty cheater and that I didn’t deserve to be happy with myself, let alone someone else, hence the next few lines of the first verse and hence the bitterness and jealousy that arose.