Gone Shootin'

Feel the pressure rise

Hear the whistle blow

Found a ticket on her own accord

That I don't know

Packed her heart in a traveling bag

And never said bye bye

Something's missing in the neighborhood

All the cryin' eyes

I stirred my coffee with the same spoon

Do a favorite tune



Gone shootin'

My baby's gone shootin'



Wrap yourself around

Like a second skin

backed her favorite nag

But she could never win

I took her number in another town

She took another pill

She was running in overdrive

Up until my overkill

She never made it passed the bedroom door

What was she aiming for?



Gone shootin'

She's gone, gone gone gone



Gone shootin'

My baby's gone shootin'

Gone shootin'

Got everything you could ever want

She's gone, gone gone gone, she's gone

Gone shootin'