cut this picture into you and me
burn it backwards kill this history
make it over make it stay away
or hate`ll sing the ending that love started to say
there`s a kid a floor below me saying brother can you spare
sunshine for a brother old man winter`s in the air
walked me up a story asking how you are
told me not to worry you were just a shooting star
sweet adeline, sweet adeline, my clementine, sweet adeline
it`s a picture perfect evening and i`m staring down the sun
fully loaded deaf and dumb and done
waiting for sedation to disconnect my head or any situation where i`m better off then dead