I'm coming into your town

Night is falling to the ground

But I can still see where you loved yourself

Before he tore it all down

April 12th

With nobody else around

You were outside the house

(Where's your mother?)

When he put you in the car

When he took you down the road

And I can still see where it was open

The door he slammed closed

It was open, the door he slammed closed

It was open, long ago

But don't lose me now, don't lose me now

Though I know that I'm not useful anyhow,

Just let me stick around

I tell you, like before

You should say his name the way that he said yours

But you don't want to say his name anymore

Oh, Cynda Moore

Baby daughter on the road

Wrapped up warm in daddy's coat

Well I can still see the cigarette's heat

Can't believe all that you're telling me

What is cutting like the smoke through your teeth

As you're telling me "forget it"

But if I could tear his throat

Spill his blood between my jaws

And erase his name for good

Don't you know that I would?

Don't you realize I wouldn't pause

That I would cut him down with my claws if I could have somehow never let that happen?

Or I'd call, some black midnight, fuck up his new life where they don't know what he did

Tell his brand-new wife and second kid

And I tell you, like before, you should wreck his life the way that he wrecked yours

You want no part of his life anymore

Oh, Cynda Moore

Don't lose me now, let me help you out

Though I know that I can't help you anyhow

When I watch you I'm proud

When I tell you twice before should wreck his life the way that he wrecked yours

You want no part of his life anymore

Oh, Cynda Moore

It'll never be the way it was before

But I wish that you would let me through that door

Let me through that door

Let me through that door

Let me through that door, baby