Love Hate Relationship, Vol II: Philiaphobia · Track 8 · middle
Mark It Clean
MIRROR — Filth/marking: uro/coprophilia ('mark your territory, warm rain') vs Mysophobia ('everything is filthy, one more wipe won't save me').
Lyrics
[Intro] White tiles. Bleach on the breeze. Everything in its place. [Verse 1] I keep the countertops like glass, Not a single shadow allowed to pass. Water running at 108 degrees, Washing out the memories. I’m terrified of what you track inside, The heavy boots, the muddy kind of flood. [Chorus] But when the storm breaks, let it roar, Leave your signature across the floor. A warm rain dropping on a sterile dream, Darling, come and mark it clean. Claim the territory, let it spill, I’ll scrub it later, but I need the thrill. [Verse 2] You’ve got a heavy, golden touch, Washing over all my careful lines. I panic when it feels like too much, But I’m looking for the warning signs. A sudden shower in the afternoon, Ruining the perfect white I spun. I reach for the towel a beat too late, Shivering beneath your private sun. [Chorus] When the storm breaks, let it roar, Leave your signature across the floor. A warm rain dropping on a sterile dream, Darling, come and mark it clean. Claim the territory, let it spill, I’ll scrub it later, but I need the thrill. [Bridge] The panic of the puddle, the beauty of the stain. I hate the way it lingers, I’m begging for the rain. I want to be untouchable, an empty, perfect room, But I leave the window open to the dampness and the gloom. And my hands are shaking on the yellow sponge. [Chorus] So let the storm break, let it roar, Leave your signature across the floor. A warm rain dropping on a sterile dream, Darling, come and mark it clean. Claim the territory, let it spill, I’ll wash it out tomorrow, but I need the thrill. [Outro] Spotless. Ruined. Spotless again. Just leave a little trace where the weather came in. Water running at 108. Mark it clean. Wait... did I miss a spot?