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