The Dear Hunter The Inquiry Of Ms. Terri Lyrics

A home removed, a life risen right here, right here.
The Priest and the Rosary, the book and the bond between me and me has long since broken.
A boy who's grown, too short to see, a tale unfolds, too tall to be.
A life once lived behind closed doors, the irony of the pensive w____.

Touch, taste, feel it ripping me down.
A reprise, two times, that time, burn it to the ground, oh on the ground.

The inquiry of Ms. Terri, the expiry of misery, the table turns, the sun along, the river bed, and he's alone.
The object of affection, conflicted by convictions of indecency, sorority, corrupted by impropriety.
The cavalier, she hopes of him, in dissonance with experience, a boy who grows, with knife in hand, to fend for her, becomes a man.
But she plays fake affection, and carefully lacks objection, to a gentleman who colors twisted desires.
Touch, taste, feel it ripping me down. A reprise, two times, that time, burn it to the ground, oh on the ground.

We dance around the room, my love I'll carry you.
I'll teach you how to treat that leading lady that you'll marry
We dance around the truth, my dear I'd lie for you.
But when I lie down, I'm simply lying to them too.