What happens here...

I was young and I was stupid

He was handsome and far from home

I went foolishly behind him to his hotel room alone

Maybe it was the music, the flowing drinks, the reckless vibe

Handing me a drink once in his room, I failed to see what was dropped inside

I went willing up with him, excited some would say

I never ever realized today would be my last day

A handful of times before this I had trusted a handsome but strange man

I had no idea when we met what was ultimately his plan

Why slip something to someone who want to share your bed?

I'll never understand the process running through his head

I don't think that he meant it, I was supposed to wake up

There were so many unknown factors outside what was in that cup

The hotel was high profile, no scandals broke that day

They paid him for his silence and packed me up, to quickly cart away

There would be questions,  investigations, demanding the cameras hit replay

I was not going to be the thing that tainted their good name

In to the desert I was taken, I'll be forgotten in due time

No name, no proof, no consequences at the bottom of this mine