Lyrics Tell Me You've Taken Another - Black Tape For A Blue Girl

Tell Me You've Taken Another

And yet the fever burns and I live with this ideal of eyes upon her flesh,
taking what is mine
I decry their foolish belief: «A lover should be hidden like a treasure»
They talk of duty when there only should be questions of pleasure
I toss their commandments asunder, «thou shall not desire that thy wife is
coveted…»
Yet there is a painful joy
Take my hands, look in my eyes, tell me you’ve taken another
Take my hands, look in my eyes, tell me you’ve taken another
I look up to her with ecstatic burning eyes like a martyr.
Crawling on bloodied
knees
I no longer separate the shame from the pleasure it arouses
I no longer separate the shame from the pleasure it arouses
What feeling could be more pure than betrayal by she who he loves?
Take my hands, look in my eyes, tell me you’ve taken another
Do you know this joy of being betrayed and left like a dog?
Do you know this joy of being betrayed and left like a dog?