Blood on my shirt, two ripped buttons
Might've killed me that time, oh, if I'd let him
He's slow when he's drunk, and he lost his grip on me
Now I'm runnin' down la rue St. Paul
Tryna get out from the weight of it all
Can't flag a cop 'cause I know he won't stop
I'll go see Persephone

Tap, tap, tappin' on your window screen
Gotta let me in Persephone
Got nowhere to go, but I had to get away from him
My petals are bruised, but I'm still a flower
Come runnin' to you in the violet hour
Put your skinny arms around me, let me taste your skin

Mouth to mouth, mouth to flower
Salty sweet you give me power
I feel you shake under my lips
Your fingers tender find my secrets

Don't make a sound, don't cry out love
Your parents are sleepin' just above
I kiss you once, I kiss you twice
Fall asleep lookin' in each other's eyes

Tap, tap, tappin' on your window screen
Gotta let me in Persephone
Got nowhere to go but I had to get away from him
My petals are bruised, but I'm still a flower
Come runnin' to you in the violet hour
Put your skinny arms around me, let me taste your skin

Light on your shoulder, light on your cheek
Light tellin' me it's time to leave
The birds are callin' to the mornin'
Your parents' feet above us stirrin'

Kiss your belly before I go
Climb back outta your basement window
Back to the cold's bite, back to the hard life
Back to the harsh bright street

Tap, tap, tappin' on your window screen
Gotta let me in Persephone
Got nowhere to go, but I had to get away from him
My petals are bruised, but I'm still a flower
Come runnin' to you in the violet hour
Put your skinny arms around me, let me taste your skin

My petals are bruised, but I'm still a flower
Come runnin' to you in the violet hour
Put your skinny arms around me, let me taste your skin

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Writer(s): Allison Russell, Jeremy Thomas Lindsay