Baxter Low - Violet Vices Lyrics

So what if I'm a goddess, would the night still be so starless
What if we broke the city, or f*cked off to Mississippi
The heat coming off your hands was never a part of my cosmic plan
Nor was the way you screamed my name into your second lover's flame

If we lived until we died, would you love me again
If we danced beneath the sky, would you love me again

I know you're not as broken but your lies were left unspoken
If the priest had warned you prior, would you still have sought the fire
That burned right through your soul, made you question if you're still whole
But then, you could never bear it, or just smoked to much to care

If we lose our minds tonight, would you love me again
If you hold your heart to mine, would you hope for a friend

You say you never cried, but I know your tears were shed inside
Your ancient Violet Vices came back to bite you, once or twice
So quick to flee the scene, but then appear on the cover of a magazine

Blame it on your Violet Vices
Blame it on your Violet Vices
The anger on your lips didn't match that of your fists
You always heard the call, but it never worried you at all
We both know I could never stay, so I stole the ring you wore that day
You won't forget what I said in jest, but that humble chant was not your best

You say you never cried, but I know your tears were shed inside
Your ancient Violet Vices came back to bite you, once or twice
So quick to flee the scene, but then appear on the cover of a magazine

Blame it on your Violet Vices
Blame it on your Violet Vices

You're an Indigo Bitch with blood-red lips
Black nails white dress like a f*cking eclipse
Red neon light on the darkest night
Funny how the stars make the truth run wild
Go read your cards, you little witch bitch
The beat of your heart's reaching fever pitch
We both know the real enemy is time, so don't waste it on a lover's rhyme

You say you never cried, but I know your tears were shed inside
Your ancient Violet Vices came back to bite you, once or twice
So quick to flee the scene, but then appear on the cover of a magazine

Blame it on your Violet Vices
Blame it on your Violet Vices