Feel the pressure rise
Hear the whistle blow
Bought a ticket of her own accord to I dunno
Packed your heart in a travellin` bag
And never said bye bye
Something missing in the neighbourhood
Of her cryin` eyes
I stirred my coffee with the same spoon
Knew her favourite tune
Gone shootin`
My baby`s gone shootin`
Wrap herself around
Like a second skin
Backed her favourite nag but she could never win
I took an offer in another town
She took another pill
She was runnin` in overdrive, a victim of overkill
She never made it past the bedroom door
What was she aiming for
Gone shootin`
She`s gone, gone gone gone
Gone shootin`
My baby`s gone shootin`
Gone shooting, how am I gonna get her down
Gone shooting, look out, look out, look out
Gone shooting, she can hurt someone
Gone shooting, yeah she sure is loaded
Gone shooting, she`s gone gone gone gone,
she`s gone
Gone shooting