Black lyrics

Artist  : Okkervil River 
Song : Black



 Send "Black" Ringtone to your Cell 

 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 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 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 you 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. 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, baby.