Black

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 while 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
You're wrapped up warm
In daddy's coat
And I can still see the cigarette's heat
I 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
And spill his blood between my jaws
And erase his name out for good
Don't you know that I would
Don't you realize that 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
F**k up his new life where
They don't know what he did
Tell his brand-new wife and his second kid
Though I tell you  like before
That 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 anyhow
When I watch you I'm proud
When I tell you twice before
That you should wreck his life
The way that he wrecked yours
You want no part of his life anymore
Oh Cyna Moore
And 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