Purple lace bra on the floor
Still warm from the war we swore we’d never fight no more
Your name’s a whisper in the mirror
Three A.M. mascara, I’m the villain and the horror
I let you stain my skin like wine
But I’m washing out the violet, stitch by stitch tonight
If love’s a crime, then cuff me in the dark
But I’m burning every letter where you signed it on my heart