I left my Cinderella at the payphone, with a pocket full of dimes
I get the feeling she's still researching, gonna leave me behind
When she comes to see me
When she comes 

My Cinderella, gone in a day 
Maybe it's better having her stay 
Bullets and breakdowns, 
Raindrops like lead, 
My Cinderella, My Cinderella...

My days are numbered, I'm feathered and plundered (I can't say that I mind) 
It might have been time. 
But when she comes to see me, when she comes...

(oooh) my Cinder- my Cinder- my Cinderella
(oooh) my my my my my my my my my

When she comes
When she comes