feel the pressure rise
hear the whistle blow
bought a ticket of her own accord
to I dunno
packed her 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 gone shootin´

wrapped 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