Cindy's on methadone

she's through with the syringe

Cindy's on methadone

she's off on heroin

Cindy's on methadone

we're glad to have her home

She slept in vomit now

she sleep on methadone



but she stopped ripping off her neighbors

stopped taking change from strangers

stopped shooting needles full of

dreams into her arms



Cindy's on methadone

we see it in her eyes

Sounds so much better

but it's just another high



she stopped calling at three thirty

stopped looking thin and dirty

stopped screaming bloody murder

when she got cut off



Why don't you stop 

withyour fake solutions

stop covering up the truth 

and stop trying to make things

smooth 

and stop acting like she's stupid