Teresa Video (MV)

I'd grow tired of these one-way conversations here
Tired of the fortunes you seem never to appear in
You smile at me, your teeth stained gray with the wine that I poured for you
Though it's nice you ask it won't change anything I see

You didn't come all the way to this place by the
River of fire and the edge of the sea
To ask me about my habits ask me why I never leave

I'm not here for consolation
Or for stories of my former life
You paid for my direction
So just set yourself right here

So you take my hand and place it over the Tarot
You sigh and scratch your stubble, lift your dress a little higher
Say I would've thought that you'd learned down here
There ain't nothing above worth a bit of your love and
Though you could beware the water you'll have nothing else to see

I'm not here for consolation
Or for stories of my former life
You paid for my direction you'll go
Right, right, right, right back here

Right here where I'm waiting
I'm here with the curse that will chase you down
Back down here

I'm ready to see you
I'm ready now