The Last Stop ft. Solinger

[Verse 1] My head on the pavement, cigarette lips City don't sleep, just stars and ships A neon mirror in a whiskey glass Every shadow's got a story, every story's got a past A femme fatale with a crimson grin Says, "You look lost, darling, step right in" She smells like secrets, sin and gin I say, "I don't do trouble, but trouble takes in" [Chorus] There are echoes in the alleys and the streetlights flicker Footsteps behind, but the air, the air gets thicker I got one shot, one clue, one last name But the deeper I go, the less I know who's playing this game [Verse 2] The last stop, train to nowhere One way out through the neon mist Footsteps fade in the pouring rain Tell me, tell me, who's calling my name? [Chorus] Mouth curls like a question mark, another dead end Another shot in the dark, past written up like a bad tattoo And the city got eyes, but they ain't on you No, they ain't on you [Bridge] Every corner another loose thread, every whisper another clue Half-red truth don't shine in a place this dead And the deeper I dig, the more it spreads The more it spreads Clock hands dragging through the smoke-choked blocks Another night, another ghost, another lock Click-clack, case shut, but the past won't rot [Chorus] Every corner another loose thread, every whisper another clue Half-red truth don't shine in a place this dead And the deeper I dig, the deeper I dig, the deeper I dig The more it spreads, the more it spreads [Bridge] Heartbeat speeds, one last bet in a losing race Cards on the table, guns in the case But the house always wins, there's no saving grace Oh no [Chorus] There are echoes in the alleys and the streetlights flicker Footsteps behind, but the air, the air gets thicker I got one shot, one clue, one last name But the deeper I go, the less I know who's playing this game [Outro] The last stop, train to nowhere One way out through the neon mist Footsteps fade in the pouring rain Tell me, tell me, who's calling my name? Funny thing about ghosts, they never leave They just change face and switch up scenes A missing girl, a bloody rain, but tell me, detective What does it mean? What does it mean? Every corner another loose thread, every whisper another clue Half-red truth don't shine in a place this dead And the deeper I dig, the more it spreads Clock hands dragging through the smoke-choked blocks Another night, another ghost, another lock Click-clack, case shut, but the past won't rot