Veda Noir  -  Mark

[Verse 1] There you are at the end of the bar Wedding-ring shadow, expensive car Two drinks deep and you're looking my way Like loneliness has a price you can pay I cross my legs, let you catch my eye Give you that smile I've rehearsed a thousand times You straighten your tie, I already know Exactly how the rest of this goes Room 213, just down the street You think you're lucky, you think I'm sweet There's somebody waiting behind that door And I know what they're waiting for [Pre-Chorus] My phone buzzes once — Is he coming? My heart says run, but my feet keep walking I tell myself, Girl, don't start thinking now But there's a voice getting way too loud [Chorus] You're the mark That's what they told me Just another wallet Just another lonely heartbeat You're the mark So why do I feel dirty? You think I'm taking you upstairs But I'm taking you somewhere mercy Won't follow after dark You're the mark You're the mark But every time I do this It leaves another mark [Verse 2] You tell me your name in the elevator I almost wish you'd saved it for later You show me a picture — two little girls And suddenly I hate this whole fucking world You say, "Don't judge me, things at home got cold" I laugh like I haven't heard that one before But something in your shaking hands Makes it harder to stick to the plan Seven floors up, seven floors down Seven chances to turn this around I could hit the lobby, disappear Instead I hear that little ding in my ear [Pre-Chorus] My phone buzzes twice — Don't get stupid Yeah, wouldn't want a conscience to ruin it I reach for your hand like I'm playing my part While somebody's screaming inside my heart [Chorus] You're the mark That's what they told me Just another wallet Just another lonely heartbeat You're the mark So why do I feel dirty? You think I'm taking you upstairs But I'm taking you somewhere mercy Won't follow after dark You're the mark You're the mark But every time I do this It leaves another mark [Bridge] Maybe you're a bastard Maybe I'm a liar Maybe we're just two bad decisions Standing near a fire Maybe you deserve it Maybe no one does Maybe that's the pretty little fiction That keeps blood off my gloves My key is in the lock They're quiet on the other side You whisper, "You okay?" God— Why'd you have to ask me that tonight? [Breakdown] Open the door. Take the money. Close your eyes. Call it survival. Open the door. Take the money. Close your eyes— ...I can't. [Final Chorus] You're the mark That's what they called you A walking dollar sign Some fool I could lie to You're the mark But I'm marked up too Every stranger that I sacrifice Takes something when they're through You're the mark You're the mark And I'm standing in this hallway With my hand against the lock You're the mark— But if I open up that door Tell me... What does that make me? [Outro] My phone buzzes again. Where are you? I look at you. I look at the door. And for once— I don't know which way I'm gonna go.