Rob Whisenhunt
Adelaide
She's got a sort of scary way
Of throwin' things away
But she never saw a day
She couldn't sell
She's got a secondary plan
If things don't go her way
Cuz she can't see the pictures
Falling into place
I might never live to regret
All the things I've done
Cause she's made up her mind
Of all the things to (??)
Nevermind the scratches on her legs
Ashes on her face
Streaked with tears of shame
Show why she can't be sane
Now she waits for them to find her here
Adelaide my dear
From Letras Mania