Second Time Around

The second time around, you know it really got me down.

Sister don't you judge it, just keep it to yourself now and if

You ain't got nothing good to say don't say nothing at all.

I got bitten by the bitter bug, and now I just can't get

Eoungh of I'll will and my own conciet I'm weary of the

World it seems. I'm weary of the world, weary of the world

It seems.

It's sort of always gone my way I'm just a little bit off

These days like I've had hard knocks all my life, like I'm a

Bible belt wife like I didn't see it coming, like I didn't walk in

Willingly.

See, I never want to sing again la la la like a butterfly

Without my wits about me, without my heart in line. Third

Time's a charm and this is mine.

You said you heard Loretta sing and felt the lonliness

Seeping in, the cowboys made you uneasy, you're a

God-fearing lesbian so you learn not to yearn and you

Take it on the chin again.

Here's what I find about comprimise-don't do it if it

Hurts inside, cause either way you're screwed, eventually

You'll find you may as well feel good; you may as well have

Some pride.

Come August we'll go to Cherokee and hear Loretta do

Her thing, pack it into the Indian Casin and make the

Hillbilly scene, kick up our heels and join in.

Are you my ally or my enemy? Do you have

Self-loathing or empthy? Can you keep me in your

Prayers, sister, can you keep me in there somewhere? And

Sister ifyou ain't got nothing good to say...

Don't say nothing at all