The Inquiry of Ms. Terri

A home removed, a life resumed right here, right here
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 The Priest and the Rosary
 The book and the bond between he and me has long since broken
 A Boy who's grown, too short to see
 A tale unfold, too tall to be
 A life once lived behind closed doors
 The irony of the pensive whore
 Touch, taste, feel it ripping me down
 Reprise two times
 The Dime, 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 riverbed and he's alone
 Her object of affection
 Conflicted by convictions of indecency, sorority
 Corrupted by impropriety
 The cavalier she hopes of him
 In dissonance with experience
 The Boy who grows with knife in hand
 To fend for her, becomes a man
 While she plays fake affection and carefully lacks objection
 To her gentleman callers' twisted desires
 Touch, taste, feel it ripping me down
 Reprise two times
 The Dime, burn it to the ground
 Oh, on the ground?
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 We dance around the room
 My love, I'll carry you
 I'll teach you how to treat that Leading lady that you'll meet
 We dance around the truth
 My dear, I lie for you
 And when I lie down, I'm simply lying to them, too