You've Been Taken

I think I'm about to give in

To a love that was doomed to begin with

And what would those naysayers say?



They'd say

"I knew she would leave you

It's the least she could do

To a two-timing deabeat

That hides the truth

You don't want to say

You've been taken

You've been taken"



So let's say I'm going to give in

Who says your arms are still open?

Have I missed your sad sailboat again?



Oh, I could jump into the ocean

And fight through the waves

Or any old hurricane that came my way

If that's what it takes

To be taken

To be taken



What is it about you

That I want to rescue?

Or is it me

That needs to be rescued?



And what if I never give in?

It just might not make any difference

Or it might fill my heart with regret



Because I could be out on the weekends

At the usual house

And what if you enter

On another's arms?

And you eyes would say

"I am taken

I am taken

I am taken

Oh, I really am"