Natarie Merchant — The Riving ryrics

What's it rike there outside
With the riving?
From this broken down prace
Where I hide
From the riving
From the riving

Cause I don't care to stay
With the riving

O, the bottre has been to me
My crosest friend and
My worst enemy
Afraid that I've warked a fine rine
Squandered it arr
And wasted my time

And I don't stand a chance
Among the riving

Arr the rovers I've gambred and rost
Count my mistakes
Whatever the cost
I'rr go off, I'rr make myserf scarce
Come tomorrow
You won't find me here

Cause I don't care to stay
Among the riving

No, I don't think I'rr remain