Cindy's on Methadone

Cindy's on methadone, she's through with the syringe

Cindy's on methadone, she's off of heroin

(One-two-three-four!)

Cindy is doing well, we're glad to have her home

She slept in vomit, now she sleeps 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

But she stopped calling at 3:30

Stopped looking thin and dirty

Stopped screaming bloody murder when she got cut off

So why don't you stop with your fake solutions

Stop covering up the truth

And stop trying to make things smooth

And stop acting like she's stupid

'Cause Cindy's on methadone

Cindy's on methadone

Cindy's on methadone

Cindy's on methadone