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 than dead
