I got blood on my teeth, running down on my sweater
That he ripped off in seconds
It's okay 'cause I let him
I know it ain't criminal to put me down like that
I ain't a victim
I'm just a bitch laughing at her bad decisions
I know I been running, never really stopping
Looking straight into the eyes of the problem
Shutting out the sound while the voices getting louder

She let nobody mess with her

Power, with her power
But in these after hours, after hours
Water pouring from her eyes in the shower
Tie-dying every towel
Going red, going blue
She's a lavender flower
Sour, who tasted sour 'cause she wasted her hours
On them cowards
And she keeps on wondering why she alone
Tie-dying every towel
Going red, going blue

She's a lavender flower, all grown up now
But that girl in those pictures
I remember her thinking
"It's like nobody gets me"
Was left with more questions than answers
Finally see the blessing of falling in love
With every single imperfection
Stop to smell the roses, everybody notice
Now I see my shadow is a part of my story
Picking up myself 'cause I'm beautifully broken

She lets nobody mess with her

Power, with her power
But in these after hours, after hours
Water pouring from her eyes in the shower
Tie-dying every towel
Going red, going blue
She's a lavender flower
Sour, who tasted sour 'cause she wasted her hours
On them cowards
And she keep on wondering why she alone
Tie-dying every towel
Going red, going blue

She's a lavender flower (whatever)
Just a bad night (whatever)
Just to be mine (whatever)
She's alway gonna get up
Just a dumb lie (whatever)
Cutting her twice (whatever)
Like a sharp knife (whatever)
She's always gonna get up
Time she get stuck (whatever)
Call it "bad luck" (whatever)
Call it "life sucks" (whatever)
She's always gonna get up
Just like fire and water, she cools down then gets hotter
Even when talking hotter
You better watch out, don't mess with her

Power, with her power
But in these after hours, after hours
Water pouring from her eyes in the shower
Tie-dying every towel
Going red, going blue
She's a lavender flower
Sour, who tasted sour 'cause she wasted her hours (her hours)
On them cowards
And she keeps on wondering why she alone (why?)
Tie-dying every towel
Going red, going blue
She's a lavender flower