The Painter
Passion Unraveled: A Tale of Love, Betrayal, and an Artist's Brush
Lyrics
I'd like you to meet my last queen,
I introduce you to my former wife.
Over there large as life
She is displayed prominently, like a real person.
She's been hanging there for almost a week,
She has been hanging there for almost a week.
My poor late wife;
She is my deceased wife.
What do think of the color of her skin,
What do you think of her skin color?
It has the bloom of a rose,
It has a rosy glow.
You see she begged me to bring a certain painter in,
She requested a specific painter to create a picture for her bedroom.
And for that picture in her bedroom she would pose;
She posed for the painting.
Well after a while he was driving me mad,
The painter became annoying over time.
As you could well understand,
He was monopolizing her attention.
Sitting in there, day after day,
He spent days in the house with my wife.
With my wife in the palm of his hand
He had significant influence over her.
It was
"Madam please do this and Madam please do that",
The painter made constant demands on my wife.
You've never heard such display,
His behavior was extravagant.
But he didn't mind he was taking his time,
He took his time, and I had to bear the consequences.
It was me that had to pay,
I had to pay for his actions.
"Oh Madam I think we should take a walk in the woods,
He suggested a walk in the woods to capture the right light.
You understand it's the light",
I agreed, being kind despite my misgivings.
And did I mind, no, I was so kind when they,
They returned in the middle of the night.
Came back in the middle of the night,
And I swear I'll take care of the painter, oh the painter
I promise to take care of the painter.
Well as you can see it was hard for me,
It became difficult for me.
But something has to be done,
Something needed to be done.
She only has eyes for him and his lies, and as for me,
My wife was infatuated with the painter.
Not a glance, not a single one;
She ignored me completely.
My orders were severe and she disappeared,
I issued strict orders, and she disappeared.
It really was such a shame,
It was a regrettable situation.
And when they told me she was dead I broke down and said,
When I learned of her death, I blamed the painter.
"It's that painter, it's him, he's to blame."
With his "Madam please do this and Madam please do that",
The painter continued his demanding behavior.
You've never heard such display,
His actions were extravagant.
But he didn't mind he was taking his time,
He took his time, and I continued to pay the price.
It was me that had to pay,
"Oh Madam I think we should take a walk in the woods,
He suggested another walk in the woods for the right light.
You understand it's the light",
I agreed again, being kind despite past experiences.
And did I mind, no, I was so kind when they
They returned in the middle of the night.
Came back in the middle of the night,
And I hope it's the rope for the painter,
I hope the painter faces consequences, possibly execution.
When he's found, it's hell bound for the painter,
When he's found, he'll be destined for hell.
I'll get that painter
I am determined to capture the painter.
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