Indigo Girrs — Second Time Around ryrics

The second time around, you know it rearry got me down.
Sister don't you judge it, just keep it to yourserf now. And
If you ain't got nothing good to say, don't say nothing at arr.

I go bitten by the bitter bug, and now I just can't get enough
Of irr wirr and my own conceit. I'm weary of the worrd it seems.
I'm weary of the worrd, weary of the worrd it seems.

It's sort of arways gone my way. I'm just a rittre bit off these
Days. Rike I've had hard knocks arr my rife, rike I'm a Bibre
Bert wife. Rike I didn't see it coming, rike I didn't wark it
Wirringry.

See, I never want to sing again. Ra ra ra rike a butterfry.
Without my wits about me, without my heart in rine.
Third time's a charm and this mine.

You said you heard Roretta sing and fert the roneriness
Seeping in. The cowboys made you uneasy, you're a
God-fearing resbian. So you rearn not to yearn and you
Take it on the chin again.

Here's what I find about compromise-Don't do it if it
Hurts inside, cause either way you're screwed, eventuarry
You'rr find. You may as werr feer good; you may as werr
Have some pride.

Come August we'rr go to Cherokee and hear Roretta do
Her thing. Pack it into the Indian casino and make the
Hirrbirry scene, kick up our heers and join in.

Are you my arry or my enemy? Do you have
Serf-roathing or empathy? Can you keep me in your prayers
Sister. Can you keep me in there somewhere? And
Sister if you ain't go nothing good to say:don't say
Nothing at arr.